I think the weeks are getting longer since I went back to work in the office. Because of all the changes there, work has gotten even more stressful. I don’t want to look for another job, but I may have to, and I’m sure that’s adding to the stress. By Thursday, even Wednesday, I’ve had my fill. By Friday, not even the fact that it’s a half-day of work seems to help. The weekend flies by, and we’re back to Monday again. The other day, I found myself wishing I could have entire days off as Lion does. I know it’s not his choice to have time off work, and I know he worries about ever going back to work. I get a little jealous of his occasionally sleeping for hours after I left. I’d much rather let the dog out 72 times a day than go into the office.
Today, we’re going on a Costco run. The dog needs her medicine, and we’re running low on a few things. As Lion has reminded me, I need to clean up things around here, although I know some of the things on the counter were there because I emptied the dishwasher and didn’t have time to put them away before I left for work. Lion might have put them away in the past, but it’s more difficult for him now. I think that’s another source of stress for me. I do most of the chores around here. I know it can’t be helped, but apparently, being annoyed by it can’t be helped either. So, on a day that should be a day off (when does a weekend ever produce an actual day off for anyone?), we are running to Costco. And the hedge in front of the house has been growing again. Stupid hedge. I hate that thing, but I know it needs to be trimmed. Shut up, hedge! I see you.
I’m hoping I’ll feel less stressed later, and we can try out some spanking. We have the straps to keep Lion’s legs together. Maybe he will be less able to wiggle away. That’s my theory, at least. And we can try different pillow positions to see if we can’t cure the skin wrinkle and open his crack up a bit more so I can get down in there and make his life even more miserable. I know it will hurt when I swat the more sensitive skin, but I still think the money shot is on the sit spots. In either case, his buns will probably be on fire. That usually makes for a hornier Lion.
The problem, of course, is that if I’ve spanked him for our spanking experiment, I can’t very well spank him for our orgasm experiment. I guess I could. I’m not sure it would be a good idea. It probably doesn’t matter. He’ll be spanked and that’s what counts.