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We have a high wind advisory, which apparently replaces the plain old wind advisory from yesterday. It has been windy and cold. Last night it went down to 15o F. For us, that’s cold. That’s ridiculously cold. Our normal winter temperatures have us in the 40s during the day and not much colder at night because the clouds usually hang around and act as a blanket. I decided to stay inside and pack today. Unfortunately, I just realized the packing paper is in the basement, which is only accessible from outside. I guess I’ll be bundling up in a little bit.

We’ve both been pretty stressed out about the whole moving process. It was bad enough looking for a house. Lion has been arguing about the lease for a day or two. In one spot, it says that if the refrigerator dies, they won’t replace it because it’s a “convenience item”. Excuse me? If I have to buy a new one on my own, I’m taking it with me when I move. What if I think it’s a convenience to the owner that I’m renting the house? I am, after all, making sure no one breaks in or damages it. I shouldn’t have to replace last month’s rent with new rent.

We also had a mover stop by to do an estimate. Is it possible it should cost almost three months’ rent to move us? I know we have a lot of crap, but it shouldn’t be that much. Lion says we can move some of the boxes and lighter things ourselves with a U-Haul to keep costs down. Funny. That’s sort of what I suggested before we got the quote. It’s better because it’s his idea.

Everything going on has thrown our schedule off. Lion has been busy with moving stuff, so his shower has been later. And then we’re hungry, so dinner comes next. We haven’t managed to squeeze in spanking or a blow job. I do have a three-day weekend. We’re going to the new house tomorrow to take some measurements. There’s still plenty of time for fun.

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We found a new home. It’s a nice, modern house in an older housing development. The house was built about 25 years ago on a quiet, residential street. This is new for us. Until now, we’ve lived in older homes far from developments. We aren’t used to houses being close together. The house itself is a nice, three-bedroom rambler; that’s what they call one-level ranch houses in these parts. I won’t have any interior stairs to manage.

The last few days have been filled with the typical transitional details that one has to handle when moving. I had to transfer utilities and locate a mover. The move will take place at the end of next month. It’s going to be a stressful time as we prepare and then move. We’re both excited about our new house. It’s a lot nicer than the one we have now.

As a result of all this turmoil, Mrs. Lion hasn’t gotten around to either spanking or sex. I’m pretty sure that she will correct this omission very soon. I’m also sure that I will not be happy when she sets up the spanking bench. Speaking of that, I’m not sure where that piece of furniture will be located in the new house. There is a kitchen counter with a breakfast bar. The spanking bench is probably the right height for that. Maybe we can hide it in plain sight. We plan to visit the house this weekend to measure and plan our move.

Mrs. Lion made it clear that spanking comes before sex, so I suppose it makes sense to remind her. I know that the upcoming spanking is going to go at least ten minutes. I’m still owed punishment for interrupting Mrs. Lion. On the BDSM/sex side, I replaced Mrs. Lion’s IcyHot maximum strength spray. She enjoys spraying that on my perineum and balls. It burns like hell. Being aroused reduces the pain, so when she masturbates me after spraying, the burn isn’t too bad. When she stops, oh boy! Please don’t stop! Please!

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Here it is Sunday afternoon, and two punishment days have passed with my bottom pristine. I know that Mrs. Lion didn’t forget her decision to spank me on punishment days. I’m sure she remembers that I interrupted her.   I’m pretty sure that her shoulders are too sore to face spanking me. That makes me feel bad, not because I’m not being spanked, but because she’s hurting. Mrs. Lion doesn’t like to admit she hurts or is sick. I wish she would. I may not be able to help, but I can still sympathize and look for ways to make things easier for her.

There’s another issue: we need to find a new house. Yesterday, we looked at one that was just what we wanted. A big real estate company owns it. It had been on the market for three months. We toured the house and spent about a half hour going through very carefully. I wondered why it remained unrented for so long. Houses in this area rent within days of being listed. It turned out that the house had a tiny backyard. That was probably the issue. The house was perfect for us. I started the application to lease it before we left for home. When we got home, the house was no longer listed. I called the management company and they said the house was rented. Huh? It had been vacant for three months. Suddenly it’s gone at the exact time we applied? I’m going to follow up tomorrow and try to find out what happened.

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It’s been over a week since I interrupted Mrs. Lion. Is the upcoming spanking still going to be punishment for that? In the past, we had an informal rule: if too much time went by before a punishment, it would be forgiven. It’s hard to stay focused on an old offense. However, we both realize that discipline and spanking, in general, are important for us. Maybe we need to cancel that old rule.

It’s been ten days since my last spanking. I know that I’m long overdue for a ride on the spanking bench. It’s been a week since my last orgasm. Maybe it’s time for one of them too.  I ordered a new can of IcyHot Max Strength spray for Mrs. Lion. It arrived today. Perhaps I’ll have a burning bottom and burning balls.

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On Friday, I set up some appointments to tour a few houses. Well, I tried to set them up. Lion didn’t like one of them. No one responded to one request. So we had two houses to look at. I wish people would take pictures of what the house looks like now. I don’t want the bright sunny day right after they’ve done a ton of landscaping. I want to know what I’m walking into today. There are a few listings that mention the replacement of the purple carpet and repainting the walls to more neutral colors. Until I read those notes, I definitely didn’t want to tour that house. Who has purple carpets? I like purple, but man, do a wall or something else easily changeable.

Anyway, the first house had a very overgrown backyard. We would have lost the dog the first time she went out there. The house was sort of weird, too. It was a pass from us, but there were other people looking at it. I got a message about an hour after we left that the house had been rented. The second house was in a development. We don’t normally like developments. The houses are squished together. It can get noisy when all the kids are playing. To my surprise, Lion liked it. I did, too. We drove off to explore the area a little.

When we stopped to see what other houses might be available in the area, Lion started the application process. It’s worth mentioning that this house has been on the market for a long time. Lion theorized it was because the backyard is so small. There’s no room for kids to play or to have a barbecue with friends. We just need a patch of grass for the dog to use, and I was happy I wouldn’t have to mow a lot. When he started the application, it said the house was no longer available. Then it was. I couldn’t find it on any listing site anymore. He did his part of the application and sent me a link to do my part. When we got home, he called, and they said it was rented. However, I was still able to do my part of the application. At this point, we don’t know what’s going on. It’s torture to wait until Monday to find out.

No, I still haven’t spanked Lion. One of those days, his shoulder was hurting. Yesterday was taken up by house hunting and application completing. Today, we’re supposed to go out to see if there’s a house nearby worth looking at. We can’t find a listing, but an acquaintance said there’s a For Rent sign in front of it. It’s worth checking out, but it will probably be out of our price range.

Maybe, and I’m not promising anything, I’ll spank him today. I know tomorrow is punishment day, but I don’t dare purposely push it off again. If I concentrate really hard, I may remember and feel up to doing it. Of course, his shoulder has to cooperate, too.