Monday, April 06, 2009
Well yes it is Monday.. and yes there should be a juicy Monday Morning Report.. but there isn't one.. so if you only came by for the juicy bits.. check back next week.. maybe it will be better then...
For those of you who don't much care about the juicy bits and read my ramblings despite the lack of sex and private bits... then here goes..........
Ever have one of those days where nothing seemed to click?? where everything seemed to be off center some how??? Well that kinda sorta describes the weekend...
i arrived at Sir's on Friday night - a bit earlier than usual and He was still gulping down His dinner. Once finished, and after a rather heated discussion about my work.. and basically my mood..... we headed off to pick up Cloud who happens to be working on the South Shore for the next little while.. and have our usual Friday coffee klutch.
BUT .. for me anyway.. it didn't click. i felt out of sorts.. i thought Sir seemed out of sorts.. and Cloud was pooped from all his hard labour so he was kinda sorta out of sorts too.
As Sir was chaining me into bed.. and as my eyes were closing.. i kept thinking tomorrow will be better.... my own version of the song "The sun will come out tomorrow!!!"
Saturday turned out to be a day of waiting........ waiting for the piano tuner.. waiting for the ladies buying the piano.. waiting for the movers to come and see if they could move the piano..waiting for Sir to run out and loan His car to a friend for a quick moving job... and finally waiting again in the evening for the movers to ACTUALLY move the piano.
All this movement of people in and out of the house threw me off my game.. in my stupid lil subbie brain.. i had kinda thought i would be dressed in my kimono all day Saturday.. easily accessible to Sir.. absolutely readily available for Sir.
BUT even when Sir tried to beat my ass.. it was all sort of very polite.. did i feel like being beaten?? was i enjoying being beaten?? it was off center.. definitely off center.. but through no fault of anyone !!!
And talking about being off center.. which i was.. AM.. i sat on Sir's chair all day on Saturday ..even had a little nap on the chair Saturday afternoon........ and it cut me the wrong way across the back of the neck. i kept feeling like i had to sit off center on the chair to get the chair to fit properly.
By bedtime Saturday night i was almost in tears with how "off center" my body felt.. and i kept thinking once i stretch out in the bed the kinks will straighten out .. et voila.. i will be centered again.
BUT it didn't quite work that way... i fell asleep fitfully and slept fitfully all night.. worrying i would creep over onto Sir's side.. keeping my legs curled up so as not to straighten out and kick Sir.. keeping my arms folded up so i wouldn't flail out and punch Sir (and YES i have been known to do both .. frequently)...
And then somewhere around 5 / 6 Sunday morning i heard the weirdest buzzing sound... it nearly drove me crazy.. so i finally gave up trying to ignore it and got up and went downstairs......... convinced by this time that one of the laptops was gonna explode. Turns out it wasn't the damn laptops.. but a blackberry Sir discovered in His car after the moving for the friend.......... and had brought into the house to keep it safe. The blackberry had an alarm set. (By the way.. i give blackberry a gold star for noisy persistent alarms.. HELL i heard the damn thing upstairs!!)
i finally curled up on the sofa in the living room and managed to doze off again... only to jump awake when i heard Sir come down the stairs and into the living room.
My body felt as though it had been twisted permanently into a pretzel shape. It hurt.. bad. Sir even made His own breakfast with me watching perched gingerly on the edge of a straight back chair. i even took Tylenol hoping it would help straighten out the body and take the edge off the pain....... But it didn't work.
It seemed to me that all i wanted to do was cry on Sunday........... for really no reason...so i packed up and came home to be miserable by myself ( a much better solution) Off center weekends happen..... shit happens... it isn't the end of the world.. there is always next weekend or the weekend after that........... soon enough i will be spanked and whooped and fucked and the body and mind will center.. and twirl off down the path centered happily again..........
BUT for now..
i am feeling just a tad off center..........