I have exactly two more hours till I need to be down the street doing a yoga session for a client.
He pays me well to teach him yoga three times a week, so much so that it pays for all of my food for the week, which is great because then I can save more of my normal paycheck to get that buffer in the bank again that I like to have. I am cooking some beans and rice on the stove later, and am going to have date night with my housemate later tonight. She’s a heating and cooling systems representative; we met some years back at the local supplier, and decided to move in together a year or so ago. Well, she kind of grew on me and we began dating a few months ago and like to have date night once a week where my associate and I eat good food and listen to some oldies songs by candlelight with the cats. It is a good life, with climate control and a nice person to share my time with, and despite the fact that I am missing my heating supplier mom a lot I need to be here for my dreams to come true. If mom passes on, we enjoy each other. She will regularly be with me in my memories and feelings, so she really will never die in my mind. I am going to fire up the fireplace soon, and go get that yoga session done so I can come back to enjoy my natural climate control heater.