We came back from Mexico in March and we’re leaving again in November.
That means that this month – July – is our “hump month”. It’s like Wednesday is in a working week.
Hump Month just draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaags for me, like molasses in winter.
It’s hot. It’s slow. It’s hot. I miss Mikey.
Spend all this time away from him for months – we only seem him usually for an hour or so in the morning and an hour or so at night. 7 days a week.
But then we get to be full time families for FIVE MONTHS.
We love the Lost Coast so much and Mikey and Dana are doing well with the farm, so we will probably stay here year-round if the (still unfinished) yurt gets finished and we can actually live in it through a Humboldt Winter.
And we think if THAT happens, we’ll live here, year round. We’ll travel someplace that we’ll fly to, and stay for a shorter time. We’ll do more work on the farm, and start building a retreat center here too. Cuz you want to come and visit, right?!
Hell yeah! You know you do!
We have alligator lizards galore and hummingbirds that come into the house!
Moving on, The Kids.
We have happy kids.
They are just… fun loving little light seekers that wring the hell out of every drop of joy they can find.
His voice is solid, he is happy and back to his typical level of examining how the universe works. And bionicals. And Legos. And craft/cooking/making/stuff and being complicated and yet still a little boy.
I have too much to do. I hate all the (neverending) housework that sort of grates on my soul but if I neglect it, things are waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay worse, so better to just flow into oneness with drudgery.
“oneness with the drudgery” – not bad!
So, too, is life here, overall.
Even in Hump Month.
xoxox hope you are having a good one, too