Day Four of Wet Feet

I think it’s mostly the long, wet grass that is causing my wet feet now. I only walked across wet carpet briefly this morning. The landlord’s crew has been out ripping up the carpet they can get to with our stuff there. Three dehumidifiers are working away to get as much water out as possible. Lion was on the phone yelling at people again this morning. We finally got someone out to look at the stuff that needs to be moved, and hopefully, it will get moved out tomorrow and/or Wednesday.

I got myself on Lion’s shit list for not letting him speak to the guy from the cleanup crew. I didn’t even tell him he was here. He found out when he started getting emails of things I had signed. My fault entirely. I thought when he didn’t want to go down to the basement that I was handling things. Sometimes I feel caught between I-need-supervision and do-it-myself. Not Lion’s problem at all. I misunderstood what was happening.

We went to the casino last night for some fun. I don’t know how much fun it is to lose money, but we get some entertainment value from the lights and sounds. Plus, people watching is always amusing. We both lost some money, but it was nice to get out of the house for a while.

Since we went out, no Lion riding took place. I’m hoping he’ll be in the mood for it tonight. On the other hand, maybe it would make more sense to wait another day so that I can frustrate him tonight. We haven’t played for days. I’d hate to get him all revved up and let him go with just tonight’s horniness level. I’m not sure how much horniness is stored in the Lion frustration batteries. Can he just flip a switch and be as horny as he was days ago? That doesn’t seem right to me. I’d think we’d need to prime the pump.

I’m certainly willing and able to accommodate whatever Lion wants. We’ll discuss it and take the appropriate course of action. I need to make up for ruining his birthday.