I didn’t spank Lion Thursday night. It was hot. I begged off until Friday. Friday was hotter. At this point, I think we’ll wait until Monday again. It should be cooler. We’ve also been very tired, and Lion’s stomach was bothering him. We’re a mess. If we can get our act together, we’re heading off in search of raspberries and maybe blueberries so we can make more jam. We have enough pickles to last for a while.
It’s been five days since Lion’s orgasm. We haven’t done anything since then. He probably thinks I’m taking time off. Either one or both of us has been tired or snoozing and/or not feeling well. Actually, I did try to get close one night, but he seemed a little standoffish. It might have been my imagination. [Lion — It was.] It’s difficult to be close if you don’t feel well, whether it’s tiredness or illness. I keep thinking we’ll do better. I don’t know when that will happen, but I’m still hopeful.
This certainly doesn’t make for exciting reading. I apologize. Life has been intruding more than usual. I suppose you could say we let life intrude more than usual. That may be true. It’s not like we were ever social butterflies, but we don’t seem to have bounced back from COVID. Maybe that’s a good thing, given the emergence of the Delta variant. I think I’m in a rut. I go to work, come home, cook dinner, watch TV, and repeat. It would be easy to suggest that playing with Lion would get me out of the rut. Maybe it will. We have to find the energy for it.
For now, I guess we’ll stick to doing things on the weekend when we can catch up on the sleep we miss because of the puppy. Actually, I lose sleep because of the puppy. Lion has trouble sleeping in general.
