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The mice have taken over the barn. They can not have it. It is mine.
I will reclaim and reform the barn for the habitation of goats. Does of the finest nubian lineage. Milkers to feed my family and my cheese press.
I went into the barn today with a few screwdrivers and ended up using the hammer and crowbar. The barn needs to be tamed. Transformed into the goat haven I desire. Reclaimed from the mice and spiders and brought back from Mordor.
I am taking tomorrow off. I have annouced my intention and I will follow through. I need to not be constrained by time limits and obligation. I will go to mama bear's xmas party without a care for when I get home. I will even visit pucci on the way home. I will practice herbal medicine with abandon. I will dream a better life for a few hours.
A. wants to name the baby goats. We went to the haven yesterday morning and renewed our goat energy. I made a two pound wheel of goat milk cheddar and am feeling very goat friendly. Made "farmer soup" for dinner and can't imagine a better universe than one with goats. The barn will be usable, the spring will have a new twist. The winter will be a flurry of activity and anticipation.
Rainman will be a peripheral and expendable burden. I will use his muscle to accomplish a couple of tasks in the barn. Otherwise he will be as useful as a buck to a herd of milking does( a yearly fuck is enough, my dear.).
The whole holiday mania is more than I really want to be bothered with but it is a bit unavoidable as the matriarch of this bit of space. I don't think the cookies will get made this year but the pies will do fine and the gifts are in good order. I really do enjoy the personal gifts. This year I made chocolate chip cookie mix and instant cocoa mix in nice jars. Organic ingredients and a bit of presentation. I managed to get the handmade greeting cards in the mail and at this point if you think I haven't done enough you are not my friend or loved one.
Happy solstice. May the light shine brightly in your life, illuminating your wishes and guiding your way.
Peace.
written at 8:45 p.m.
2001-12-22
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