This week has been a bear on many levels.
After coming back from spending two weeks with little flower and the boys it was hard, very hard to say good-bye.
Catching up with work has not been any fun either, people have been out sick, one person resigned over the holidays, and the work load has increased. Add to that my truck had issues just before I left and I didn’t have time to deal with that.
My truck, may it rest in peace, it has served me quite well since 2003 when I bought it and it already had several years on it prior to that having been born in 1999.
200,000 miles later it has certainly earned it’s rest. This truck and I have been on many an adventure together and it will be missed.
I am/will be relying on my motorcycle for primary transport for the time being. Aside from the occasional “chilly” day meaning that it is in the 30’s early morning. Not near what some has experienced of late thanks to the Polar Vortex. I have heavy gear to deal with the chilly days when they happen and good rain gear.
I have been exhausted, burning the candle on both ends so to speak and last night it has caught up with me. I watched an episode of Farscape and then my intention was to lay back and read till little flower called for our evening talk. Well you know what they say about the best laid plans. I watched the show, then pulled out my Kindle and started reading. Next thing I know I hear my phone ringing.
I fell asleep and little flower was calling for our evening talk. She heard the thick sound of sleep in my voice and she wanted me to sleep, so I told her I would call at the usual time in the morning.
When the alarm went off this morning my phone was still in bed with me as well as my eCig.
Needless to say I have been not keeping up with certain other things as I should and I saw that when I looked at my email. After seeing the post she wrote Bleeding on the Inside I knew what I needed to to.
When I called her this morning as the sleep left her voice, (there is a time difference) I asked her a question.
“Do you still take your hair down when you come home at the end of the day?”
That is a standing rule when we are together that her hair comes down once she steps through the door. She is leaving her work day behind and she is mine. Having her hair down gives me clear and free access to it, whether stroking it and/and or pulling it. There are a few exceptions to the rule, when she is feeling little, pigtails are acceptable, or when she is cooking or working out.
Her answer was sometimes. From today on even if I am not there I told her she is to take her hair down when she comes home, I want her to go through the ritual of doing it for me, to remember.
The next thing I told her is that there will be no food or drink passing her lips without asking me first. Period! I help monitor her food and exercise and I chocolate is a treat once in a while when she keeps her calories down and stays up with her exercise and running. She has worked hard and while slow has seen the benefits of working out. The other thing is she has been working at cutting out sugar in her diet. Seeing she had been emotionally eating is a big no no.
Now she doesn’t have to worry about it as nothing passes her lips without my approval.
Almost immediately I could hear the shift in her voice, where prior she had been rambling; now she had slowed down and the whole tone of her voice sounded more relaxed.
Then for last, she is to wear the handcuff nipple charms I gave her. I want both nipples to feel the pinch and her to be reminded all day. I may not be able to give her the spanking she really needs but I can make her feel something throughout the day and help ground her back down.
I will say though that she has been doing fantastic on doing her task of putting certain things in motion. While I expected a weekly update on her progress she has been giving me daily updates. She is moving not only with great speed but with precision as well.
I couldn’t be more proud of her.
Last but not least little flower was almost late getting me her todo list for the weekend but it was there this morning. Each week she sends me a list of what she wants to do for the weekend and I break it up and prioritize it.
She had one thing on there with a question mark: Read?
Now it is a part of her weekend tasks and I even assigned her a book to read. Some R&R time would do her good.
I love her and I miss her terribly, that being said I also will not allow her to slip down that rabbit hole.
Not on my watch!