Lion had his shot in the shoulder yesterday. They give an extra boost of anesthesia so he was feeling pretty good last night and slept well for the first time in a long time. I thought I slept well too, but I didn’t feel like it this morning. I’m pretty sure wearing a mask gives me a headache and that’s not helping the general yuck I’m feeling. I don’t think I’m really sick. I just don’t feel well. It’s nothing a nap wouldn’t cure but I’m stuck at work.
Our governor extended an order that allows those over 65 and those with underlying conditions to work remotely or, if there’s no way for them to do that, to continue on unemployment until August 1. My coworkers have pointed out that they need me in the office to answer their questions. I’ve pointed out to them that they have phones and emails and can ask questions that way too. I haven’t been able to talk to the bosses about going back to working from home. I’m hoping we can work out some sort of compromise, maybe two days in the office and three at home.
Lion misses me at home. I miss him too. And I miss not having to get dressed to go to work. And, of course, I miss not wearing a mask. I know it’s a necessary evil and I don’t mean to complain about the short time I need to wear a mask, especially compared to doctors and nurses. I joked about getting a snorkel mask so I could possibly eliminate fogging up my glasses and not have something directly on my mouth and nose. I figured it would be an amusing touch to the mask-wearing regimen.
When Lion chose from the Box O’Fun last night, he selected a do-over. There are two of these cards in the box and he selected one the other day. I guess I should hold the other one out until he uses the first one. His next selection was a blindfold and another choice. The other choice was Velcro. Yes! I’ve been waiting for that. There’s just something about watching his face as the tiny teeth bite into him. It amuses me.
What we discovered is that although the blindfold works very well, knowing what was coming didn’t. From now on, whenever he gets the blindfold and another choice, I’ll be the one choosing it. Then he won’t know what’s coming. That makes much more sense. Live and learn.
Once I was done with the Velcro, Lion was pretty much done. Apparently, my weenie could rise to the occasion while he was being tortured but he had no desire when the fun was over. I guess it makes sense. It’s only been a day or so since his huge orgasm. It takes a little while to recover. We’ll keep trying though. I’m sure my weenie will respond to some extent.