I am glad I closed my school office before covid hit, even though it was kind of heartbreaking, so much invested and not used as intended.
 
  Problem was, I could never predict when the catastrophic bleeding would hit and the thought of setting up events and having to cauncel last minute or partway through... especially if the stress of putting on the event, caused the bleeding. It was premature.
 
  The feeling that I needed to get out more, persisted so after developing Retroactive Prevention I was even more motivated to return to doing face-to-face sessions, ... but not willing to invest in another brick and mortar office, had a longing to be mobile.
 
  When I started looking for a new mobile office I was not sure what I wanted. I ruled out vans and truck campers for the skeezy rep, I do not like school buses but handicap buses offer a good space, but no passenger seat. Box trucks tend to be too high off the ground, test drove a Grumman. Rvs are so cookie cutter.
 
  I spent 22 months on and off, hunting for my new office, stuck on the idea that I had to build a brick and mortar type office into some sort of box on wheels. druid was promoting diesel, I finally over-ruled in favour of propane being the greenest as electric is off budget. Propane burns so clean, the engines almost never need an oil change and last forever.  The era of factory propane engines ended in 1990. Vintage, ok. That helped, as it narrowed my search considerably. No handibuses.
 
  The propane Grumman was FST green, I wondered if it was a sign. Took a ferry over to Vancouver island for a test drive to find out.  It had almost no brakes, no guts and was terrifying.
 
  What it gave me, driving back from the test drive, was inspiration to realize a box on wheels was never going to please me, it was going to be an ugly, awkward compromise no matter what I did inside it. I was stuck on a wrong idea.

I had to think, outside of the box-truck!

What sort of vehicle do people use for meetings?
   
   LIMOUSINE!!!!!  I got galloping gigglefits.
   Yes I want the plush ride! Rock stars, The Godfather, red carpets, Bowie in "Cracked actor" being interviewed in a limo cruising around Las Vegas. A million movie scenes of important secret meetings between powerful people... and fun fun fun.
   
    I had a white limousine for a while in 94? when I lived in Kits. I did not own it, it was on extended loan.
 
I was walking home carrying heavy groceries one day and thought about having a car, sorting out my wants and needs. Didn't want to buy one or pay insurance, just the use of one really. Would be ok with paying gas and minor repairs. By then I was home so I sent the request to the universe and put away the groceries.
 
The next day a friend called and asked if she could park her limousine at my house  She needed somewhere to put it and was ok with me using it. I laughed my ass off that I asked the universe for a car to use and it delivered a fricking limousine! 
  Cue the Dolly Parton song,  "White limozeene" MTV.
 
She brought it over the next day and I laughed myself buttless again at the reflection of my comfort zone, because it was a magnificent beater.  It had been a funeral car, she spray painted the outside white, herself. The inside was still black, with one jump seat missing.  It was from the 70s, enormous and heavy. It had a hole in the muffler so it was loud, and enough dents and scratches that all the pretty shiny little cars heard it coming and got the F out of the way like it was a shark among minnows.  It was so much fun!
   
My German bf at the time could not get the knack of driving a plush tank, he drove like it was a little European car, all gas and brakes. Good way to burn through both, with a car that heavy. I knew, it was all about the smooth, about momentum and gravity and coasting up to the stop sign, braking so gently it stops without any jolt.  The Man who Fell to Earth, can't take the sudden stops. 

Me and my subs and kinky friends would all pile inside to go to fetish parties, arrive at the door in this beast of a limo, all young and gorgeous and dressed to thrill piling out of it like a kinky goth clown car. So fun!     

When I was newly discovering my nature, I had a personal ad on a voice mail dating system (always free for women!) seeking service oriented submissives to clean my house, entertain me, take me shopping etc for zero reward what so ever but my smile if they pleased me. I collected 200 numbers in a weekend, which is common for online dating these days but not then. No rude boys and no dic pics.

I had to narrow it down, quests and challenges. Old Guard FemDom is rooted in the age of Chivalry. Go do the things, impress me and I might make you suffer like Jesus for a reward.
 
I told one fella I would meet with him if he washed my car... and first he had to find it, a white limousine in about a 20 block area.  Sitting on the couch, sipping my tea one morning, I look out the living room window to see a man in marine officer uniform, in a frenzy, washing the limo with a bucket and sponge. I shifted the curtains and watched, hidden. Very entertaining!  he would return home to find a voice message saying he had earned the privilege of taking me to lunch. We hit it off, he was mine for years. Still emails to check in, once in a while.

Looked on marketplace as soon as I got home from test driving the FST green Grumman, and there she was, second results after vintage propane Cadillac that got me thinking Lincoln Lawyer. (Netflix series.)

White, propane fueled, 1989 Chevy caprice viscount stretch limousine. 23' long, the pretty one with the lights on the sides and the airplane wing on the trunk. In my mind I was seeing it with colour-shifting pearl white paint, flashing green, blue and purple,  white with a subtle bit of rainbow holographic sparkle on the vinyl top. Diamonds and pearls. Absolute show stopper.
   
Sent a message to the seller, then did a search, looking for another one and no. Not another propane one, or another 1989.  Viscount was a Canadian company, and this limo is rare.

Found an immaculate 1987 in Florida, to be my restoration guide:   
   https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=9yrXPglx1Jc
   Take a look ... comfortable place to sit for a chat?   
   
and a metallic blue one that had been hot rodded... which was a bit of a mystery until I discovered the caprice they made them out if, is a muscle car! oooo fun, a green muscle car.
   
Only the stretch limos, have the backward facing seats so two - four people can comfortably sit facing each other, social distanced for a chat, as druid and I did with a charming young man in Chilliwack. He had done the search too, saw the same two limos.  Told me how much fun, trips with friends and partying.
    Then we went to ICBC and I bought his car!
   
Did a little tour of Chilliwack looking for the propane station, getting used to the ride before getting on the highway. Got pulled over by the RCMP for not signalling, thought I had? Signal lever is a bit stiff. Cop asked if anyone is in back, the windows are tinted dark purple. Nobody. (Except maybe the ghost of David Bowie) Nice guy, no ticket. Wished me enjoyment of my new car.
   
On the way home, a kia honked and gave me a thumbs up.

I have started taking RSO (cannabis oil) during the day sometimes as well as at night: my naturopath verified it is shrinking the fibroids, they are half the size they were and I want to accelerate my healing so my limo and I are both ready to hit the streets doing in person sessions in a few months.

22 months stuck on a wrong idea, and feeling stagnant and restless. Once I got it right, found the right one as soon as I looked and bought it the next day.  I might have scored the last propane powered viscount stretch limo that exists, and it delights me.

Restoring this vintage beauty is a lot more straightforward, rewarding and enjoyable than the truck idea... and the ride is smooooth, love the rumbling sound of the V8, especially knowing propane is greener than hydrogen. I am in love with my new office, can't stop smiling.

Its shaken loose the stuck feeling, I am back at work repairing kundalini-teacher, having abandoned the update when something else came up in 2021. Taking angeliqueserpent.ca live will be next, as I will be running the show from that site, scheduling appointments and events, etc.

I have some fresh plans for FST, finally got the insight about why updating it as I have been trying to do since 2006 has been such a struggle!! An update has never been needed, FST is beautiful and works as intended, just as it is. The 2020 edition wont be completed because it is overcomplicated and over whelming.

The registration page is closed, has been for a few months when I got fed up with people getting impatient at the delay of being added to the member list by hand and spewing at me.  Wrong attitude, I kicked and refunded 90% of new members since 2021 and the era of allowing anybody to join has ended. 

You know the 80-20 rule? 20% of clients cause 80% of the problems?  I have long prided myself on how my awesome students, its more like 95-5. I had not really looked at the other side... that those few who do not belong can be so very destructive of my health and well being.

So in future, there will be an application process I have not determined yet, except returning to public session work allows me to invite new clients to become members.
     

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L6zyf8TxPJk Hot rod version

Congrats on your new office space Mystress! I'm still smiling over the image of you and your friends piling out of a limo, clown car style and jaunting off to fetish parties. Those must have been the days indeed. It's interesting to hear you talk of Old Guard FemDom. There aren't a lot of those in the scene these days, I don't think. I can remember maybe a handful from my days in Vancouver and maybe 1 or 2 here on the Island.

I always remember feeling comfortable when the Old Guard types showed up to kink parties. I find they have a cozy vibe to them despite their image otherwise and they have a wealth of knowledge and experience. I like that BDSM used to be so structured and ritualistic; nowadays, it's treated as a free-for-all for people who mostly just want to get off without doing the prep work or going through the learning curve. No thanks!

I think Bowie will like the new ride.

Good luck Mystress. May you be in health and peace    🙏🏻🩷🌷

Work on the limo is mostly, still pending.

Love that car! Makes me smile every time I see it.

  When it will be ready for showtime is a pending question. Finding a mechanic willing and able to work on a 23' long vintage car, and qualified to work on propane powered systems is presenting some challenges.

  In the meantime,  I have rented a little brick and mortar office, almost done the minor redecorations and I am going to be available locally for live sessions for the first time in, ever, really.

I have had other offices but did not actually use them for fear that empathy with someone else's stress might cause severe bleeding.

Cannabis medicine has shrunk the fibroids down from a bag of cantaloupes to just one, and where I thought I was due for my croning, instead I am having regular periods, like in my 3os, at age 60.

Retroactive prevention: The fifth phrase, inviting your Higher Self to come down into your body to be you, is immensely restorative like the fountain of youth.