Atmosphere. There is a normal morning sun rising soon over the horizon, but it is still not quite where any sort of direct sunlight is visible, leaving it fairly dark in the house. My coffee is next to me, and two beeswax candles, a smelly candle, and a lantern are lit in my immediate vicinity, as well as there being fresh wood on the fire. Missus did not sleep at all last night, so she is just paying down for a nap, not past 11:00! So, I made the atmosphere soothing and firelit, then got the bright screen of my laptop in my face. Well, despite that, it is pretty nice this morning, and very relaxing, apart from the sound of William Riker talking from the craft room.
I checked on the llama after taking the girls to school. The poor dear is still holding on. She is closer, but despite being completely unable to move, she can still wiggle her head, some. I am not happy that she is still alive. I’d like her to make the slip and let it be. With her arthritis, in her hips, life has not got much left to offer her. She should go. It is time. But how do I convince her of that? I am not going to do it myself. She will go when she is ready.
Okay, onto that coffee next to me!
Have you ever tried salt in your coffee? I am not talking about putting a lot. A wet fingertip dipped slightly into the salt is enough, then stir it into the drink. It is just enough to neutralize the acid in it and makes the coffee taste so much smoother. Knocking that bitterness off makes it so much more enjoyable. Some cups are barely tolerable. I still drink them when I have them. So, they are not going to waste. But the experience is. Coffee is nothing if not meant to be enjoyed. I cannot bear a bitter cup. The salt that goes in is not enough to taste it. It is only enough to kill the acidity.
There will be some time before it is warm enough to tolerate being outside. I am not being pushed by profitability, so I will go when that happens. Meanwhile, a little rest, some breakfast, and the dishes all require my attention. Next is the rest. My joints feel a little wanting of it.
Bebe Neuwirth is in the episode of Star Trek playing in the other room. Riker is being held by an alien race and she, one of them, wanted him to give her the key, so to speak, to unlock the door. Remember kids. Sex is not the answer. Sex is the question; the answer is yes! Especially when Bebe is involved.