I cleaned part of the house when I got home last night. And I worked on the laundry. Lion made dinner. I had my shower and I folded the last of the laundry. I’ve been battling a would-be migraine for a few days. It’s just floating around in the back of my head like a ghost, ready to pop out at any moment. Needless to say, I was spent.
Lion asked if I wanted to snuggle. I didn’t. He said I didn’t have to, but how can I explain to him that I’m fried? It’s times like these that I think our priorities are much different.
It’s not that he always thinks about sex, but how can he think about sex while I’m running around like an idiot? And, no, snuggling isn’t sex but it’s not a priority in my mind even though Lion is a priority. Does that make any sense? I know! It’s my fuzzy brain thinking.
When Lion’s eye drops were all in and we were just about ready for bed, he said he guessed the multiple day punishment was over. Damn! That should have been on my to do list. That is a priority. I missed it. If I can’t even keep my own priorities straight, how can I tell Lion his are wrong?
The truth is, it should always be a priority to snuggle with Lion. I can’t let life get in the way of that.
Life can be that way. We are so off track right now that just day to living is brutal. Mi Amor has a pulmonary embolism and other trouble right now that is stopping any activity. Her drive os “0” and I understand. But i have stayed caged and waiting. Stay strong.
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