What a week !!!! there were days i honestly didn't know which end was up... i said i was overwhelmed.. and i just didn't know how to get it all under control...... so i did what i do best when things are overwhelming......... i hid.
But now i am back .......... sort of.. kinda..... for me the very best way to deal with all the stresses and jobs to be done.....is make a list and tackle it......... and so i did.. with Sir's help of course !!!
Friday i managed to work out the kinks in the wedding invitations and get virtually all of them printed.. envelopes too..... (which meant teaching myself how to do mail merges.. and yeah yeah i know.. how difficult is that ??!!! now i know how to do it.. i agree not difficult at all.. but last week....... i was spitting tacks over mail merges and printing envelopes!!! did you know you can actually print envelopes sideways??)
Yesterday Sir took me off to the funeral parlor so i could visit with the dear woman who lost her husband to suicide not a week ago.... what an emotional strain ....... i don't think i have ever seen so much pure unadulterated pain in one person........ i held her as she sobbed in my arms...... and sobbed and sobbed some more........ there were no words to offer even the smallest comfort.. only the strength of my arms holding her close.
then off shopping for youngest daughter's birthday present...... and god i had to find dresses for the daughters' weddings .. the first one is just 10 weeks away...... and .. as my girls both said - "take Sir........ He's your good luck charm when you shop" and they were right......... i found the perfect.. and i do mean PERFECT outfit for eldest daughter's wedding in October............ and have 2 outfits for youngest daughter's......... i just have to model them and decide which i feel most comfortable in !!!
Then lunch ...... and home for a good beating........ to make sure everything was focused and grounded and under control once again.......
no warm up....... just an old fashioned good whipping.. that left me panting and gasping and begging for breath........ of course Sir had to clip on the blessed bear bell.. just to make sure i had lots to focus on......... whip the ass... feel the bell swing and tug and the clit throb .. feel the ass burn....... feel the energy ......... feel who is in charge.. give it all up and over .. (sort of like a religion.. turn it all over to a 'higher being' - works for me !)
So the drama has been cut in half.......... and i feel safe coming back here to write.. no fear of too much drama ......... no fear of sounding way too theatrical.......... things are focused.. lists are being tackled.. life WILL return to normal...........
A damned shame he doesn't have access to the Liberty Bell.
ReplyDeleteWords are not for every event in life. Offering her the comfort of willing arms is such a better gift.
ReplyDeleteAs for the beating...a joy and real mind focus(er)!
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