We have clearance to leave the planet.
We got the call very early. Neither of us expecting a call or to be somewhere super early. I slightly, with pressure use my leg to push his back towards the ringing phone “Babe, please get that.” Hello? Aha you have been cleared to leave this relm. The mothership leaves in fourteen hours. You and your family should report to Cape Red at ten p.m. with your belongings.
I could always hear the other line on his phone. he keeps the volume turned up all the time. By this time I am sitting on the bed planning which trunk I will get from the warehouse. I was scrolling my mental rolodex on what were my all time favorite outfits that had to make room for my books and equipment. I was instantly revived from a comfortable rest. He is still getting details as I flew off the bed and rushed down the hall. I can see him from the full length mirror watching the back of my legs moving quickly out of the room.
I am tearing the kitchen apart at this point. lining up essential gear for my healing kitchens’ arsenal. Containing a grater, mortar and pestle, paring knife…..When I hear what sounds like flippers being worn in doors. Aha walks into the kitchen with flippers on asking me “Do you think these could be of use on the new planet?” I am way to jazzed to rain on his parade. So, I say, Babe! take whatever you think were going to need to start out. If it’s not a total need let it be. but, I you never know we can get a plot close to a nice body of water. Those flippers might come in really handy. I’m starting in the kitchen but I plan to go over every inch of this place. I am taking all the stuff I know we will need while the camp is being constructed. We get a trailer load of whatever we want to bring with us. So I am lining up the absolute needs first than I will look at the creature comforts. He smiled boyishly as if to say. he was taking all his gear regardless if it was working or not. I knew that look. I liked that look. It’s his Killmonger mode an it’s always a turn on.
