This morning Julia and I got up and began running our routine again, which Julia has really gotten into. There was a point somewhere in the early hours of the morning when Julia had been getting into me, too. But… When we jumped out of bed at 5 AM it seemed to have served as an enhancement, making the whole wakeup routine experience better for both of us.
Today, we simply took it easy around the house, me helping Julia fold some freshly washed bedsheets and stuff like that. We did feel that going for a walk was in order, so we hit Dunkin out on 206 here in Newton NJ at one point, and the XXX rated antics that went on when we got back home… Well… They made for another blissful night’s sleep.
Oh yeah… There was one interesting thing that happened, too, while we were out. Someone had paid for our snacks at Dunkin and we were handed a gift card from there with $1,000.00 on it along with a note in an envelope. The note read, “Many thanks for another small but useful tip. You two love birds enjoy the rest of your day. Thanks again.”
Julia seemed a little unsettled at one point, wondering out loud, “How did they know we were coming here? Are they…” Julia’s voice trailed off when I gave her hand a squeeze and she immediately brightened when I said, “Just think of them as your guardian angels in physical form.”
Julia laughed and gave me a swift kiss at that point saying softly as we walked to a table, “That works Babe. I can do that.”
Personally, I knew damn well that our movements were being monitored, and I certainly could understand why given the nature of my work for both the FBI and Cia. But… Unlike some folks who find themselves in a unique position like this, it doesn’t cause me disquiet.
There are certain surreptitious intrusions into my life by government I’m willing to tolerate because what I do for them really does help a lot of people, even if it’s via a manner that the government tells the masses is nothing more than science fiction. Sure, things were rocky in the beginning with them. But… We’ve worked a few things out over time so that my work for them doesn’t interfere with my marriage to Julia and other aspects of my personal life, while they still get what they need, too.
There’s balance now. On the walk home Julia did comment after making sure no one was around, “You know? I truly am blessed. Although I could and would never say anything to anyone about it… Yeah… I really am fortunate.”
“How so?” I asked. Julia giggled nervously saying, “Unlike any other woman I know, I had the good fortune to marry a psychic spy.”
She then continued, still talking quietly as we moved along on our walk, “Your ability brings something extra special to this relationship because just about everything you do with me and for me comes from a place much deeper. I think of it as your gift for being willing to tap a well of sorts that very few men and women out there would even have the guts to uncap, even if they knew they could. I’m blessed to be with you.”