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The Submissive’s Advent Calendar
I’ve been out of the blogging habit, but true to my cycle, it is nearly December, and the itch to write is building again. Things have settled at work, routines have been created, and I’m beginning to see the light at the end of the 2021 tunnel. I’ve even gotten Flash Fiction Friday back up and running, and I’ve submitted a Christmas-themed story to Tantalizing Tales. I even made the November cut-off with a piece of supernatural erotica. I’m working on my new theme for the year: Do less, better. In response, I’ve simplified my blog, pared down my projects. What you see is what you get. The only meme…
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Meow
I got THE cutest set from adoreme.com this month. And I had planned to work in a photo session before Halloween, because…hello! This is soooo in season, thematically. BUT, things have just not been quite ON recently. Mr. D started working nights at the beginning of September, and I went back to work full time, started my internship, and went back to school. It’s meant more on my plate at home and as a parent, as well. I taxi my son from sport to sport pretty much every week night. I finally put my foot down on Fridays, so I’d have a chance to get drinks with friends. But my…
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Step One
Denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance are the 5 stages of loss, and I can say that I have definitely gone through all of these (I’m currently in stage 5) during #stayathome2020. In early March, I was very much in denial. I watched the news and was pretty sure it would all blow over. Our administration asked for superficial ways to deal with the possibility of remote learning, but the requests were half-hearted. And our janitorial crew jokingly gave us “professional development” on how best to clean our classrooms – spray the counters with disinfectant, wait one minute, and wipe down. We actually had to sign a paper saying we’d been through this training. Things got…
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Journal 9/21/2019 a.m.
So our house sale fell through, for a second fucking time. We haven’t had sex in, like, 2 weeks, and our Saturday belongs to youth soccer. Conditions are not ripe for “re-connection,” and I’m sort of dreading Sunday’s “Marriage Talk,” as He’s been alluding to it all week (We’ll talk about it Sunday…). Might as well add the theme song to Jaws to my weekend, too, just to really set the mood of high anxiety and impending doom. Hopefully, there will be no blood in the water come Sunday evening. We’re getting snippy with each other, though, in the interim. His mood is dropping, and mine, as expected, is following.…
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This is Not “Sub Frenzy”
This post is #27 in my 30 Days of D/s series. If you’d like to read more, please visit my 30 Days of D/s page for the complete inventory of posts. As someone who deals with bi-polar disorder and completely understands the implications of manic behavior, I guess I’d have to admit that I can become frenetic about anything new: a project, a goal, a plan, and yes…a lifestyle. Though I wouldn’t say it’s a bad thing, necessarily, to be excited about the prospects of “new” endeavors, the “new” does tend to wear off pretty quickly for me. And I fear that. Because when it wears off, it often brings guilt and shame…
