The shrimp cocktail, the venison and two Absolute Martinis (one olive) have put me right into the zone.
Carrie (my very favorite waitress) has turned me on to a late afternoon buffet here tomorrow. It is perfect for me on a very busy day.
Kate and I will be serving free meals to all who come tomorrow at the Carson Nugget. They have been doing this for decades and they are kind enough to allow other to help serve. It is a blessing on every level.
There is a solo artist performing tonight with guitar and violin. There is only myself and another couple for an audience but his music is remarkable none the less.
I feel peaceful and in harmony tonight. Tomorrow afternoon I will spend Thanksgiving with Mother Abigail and I will ask the hard questions that have been ignored for the last few years.
But it is OK. When the last post of this series is posted, I will remain - and my life (which has forever been altered by this project) will be rich and delightful.
What a strange impact MA has had on my life. How empty and shallow my future lay prior to that trip to Lake Tahoe.
One more Bally’s coffe and I will go upstairs and hit the hot tub, work on my crossword and prepare for tomorrow.
Why I feel like an athlete prior to a big game - I do not know, but I do love the rush.
James
The Holiday spirit has pretty much dissipated by now and I guess it is time to get to work.
My notes are all laid out and I am back from a wonderful weekend in Reno.
As you well know, it is always difficult to get a carpenter to drive the last nail in any project. Not much different with us word merchants.
James