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Personally, I think it stands to reason that I’m off my game. Do I miss working? I guess I miss the structure and, yes, I miss some of the people. We tell each other stupid things we’ve done, like when I put dinner in the oven for a half-hour only to realize I never turned the oven on. I thought Lion enjoyed these silly stories or the outrageous thing someone did that management ignored. I think we all vent about the latter when we get home. Now I’m always home. There are no funny stories, except on Facebook.

Right now, every day feels like a weekend day. On weekends, we wake up a little later and lounge in bed a little longer. I’ll go write my post and Lion will go in his office. We usually make plans to go out and that trip can take up most of the day. Since I took a break from unpacking, I haven’t really gotten anything done. Today, I’ll head back into the realm of unpacking. Time to get my butt in gear.

Lion says he’s been initiating everything. Again, he’s working. He knows how long he needs to spend doing whatever projects he’s working on. He knows when his meetings are scheduled. A few times, when I’ve come home from work and tried to kiss him while he was working, he’s made me feel like I was interrupting so I try to keep that to a minimum. From now on, when I see him heading for the bedroom, I will follow him.

I maintain that we still talk to each other. We talk about the latest news from President Buffoon since that’s really the only news on anymore. How many cases of the virus there are and how many deaths and how stupid it is that there aren’t enough supplies for doctors and nurses to do their jobs. We watch reruns of comedies and laugh together. Our “platonic” snuggling last night actually started out like any other snuggling until Lion said he was tired. I figured that meant he didn’t want to play. He said I’ve never let that stop me before. (It has.) I didn’t know he was already hurt that we hadn’t done anything earlier in the day.

Things are a little strained right now. I generally give him a kiss after each eye drop but those kisses have felt more platonic since last night. When I was cleaning up from dinner, I noticed he hadn’t put the coffee pot together. Sometimes he remembers later. By this morning, he still hadn’t done it. No, it’s not a big deal for me to do it but it is a punishable offense. I wrestled with telling him he’d forgotten. He might have left it because he figured I’ve given up so why shouldn’t he. He might have told me he didn’t realize he’d forgotten but what difference does it make because he’s just work for me. Maybe he just truly forgot. He hadn’t gotten his mid-morning coffee, which is when he normally puts the coffee pot together. I decided I could handle whatever response he gave me and informed him that he was in trouble. He did really forget and he’ll get his swats right after lunch. Dessert swats, if you will.

I have no idea if he’ll be in the mood for punishment after lunch or not. It doesn’t really make a difference either way. I wasn’t really in the mood to be told I don’t like him anymore when I read his post. We’re both a little raw right now although I’m sure he’ll say he’s the injured party. I guess there’s no better way to wake 4.0 up than telling her she’s slacking. Now he’ll definitely be the injured party.

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Large plastic clothespins on Lion’s balls. (Click to view larger)

Lion worked a long time yesterday. When he came out of his office, he said he was going for a shower. It’s a good thing. I assume he was stinky from his diaper. I told him he didn’t need to wear one after his shower. That would have defeated the purpose of getting clean.

I won’t say I had plans for him. I had no idea what I was going to do. I only knew he wanted to play earlier in the day. Eventually, I decided on clothespins. The bag right beside my bed didn’t have wooden ones. There were some small, plastic ones that aren’t as evil as the dollhouse clothespins. There were also some plastic ones the same size as wooden ones. Of course, those plastic are worse than wooden but absolutely not as bad as the tiny plastic ones.

I think the tiny ones are much worse because all of the force is concentrated in such a small area. The fact that I use them in such a sensitive area just adds to the fun. The larger the clothespin, the more area the force has to dissipate. Obviously, if I put the larger plastic ones on the head of his penis, it would be far more painful. There’s no way that sensitive spot could handle it.

Lion was reasonably hard when the clothespins were on. He was still hard when I took them off. I guess they weren’t enough to get him too excited though. It took a fairly long time to get him anywhere near the edge. As it was, I gave out before he got there. When I tried to continue, he started to get soft. This isn’t a big deal. He had fun while it lasted and he wasn’t going to have an orgasm anyway. Edging him would have just made him hornier. Edging him today will have the same effect.

Just before bed, Lion’s back started to hurt. The man who can tell me if a paddle produces a sting or a thud is generally unable to tell me the quality of pain he’s experiencing. With all of his surgeries, I’ve asked if the pain is stabbing or constant, sharp or dull, muscle or bone, etc. and he’s rarely able to tell me. His back still hurts today but, I’m guessing, not as much. I don’t know if he’ll be in the mood for play later. Whatever the case, I’ll be available for all his play or snuggling needs.

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The rain came back the other day. We had a good run of sunshine and that may have contributed to people continuing to gather in spite of warnings to keep their distance. Maybe the rain came back to chase people indoors, although in the Pacific Northwest you get used to doing everything in the rain.

The other wetness is in Lion’s diaper. While I was in the shower last night, I decided to make him wear a diaper today. Then I decided to give him a choice. I didn’t really think it was much of a choice. He could either wear a diaper or I could put those evil, little clothespins on the head of his penis. To my surprise, he asked how many clothespins. Was he seriously considering them? Since I really wanted him to choose diapers, I told him three clothespins. I figured he’d never go for that. He still thought for a few minutes before deciding on diapers. He hates both but I thought diapers would be the easy decision.

I’m guessing he was trying to decide if he could handle a short time with the nasty clothespins versus a long time in an uncomfortable diaper. I wonder what he would have done if I had said two clothespins. We’ve never done more than two. I think he might have gone with the clothespins. The other thing I was going to offer instead of the clothespins was Icy Hot on his balls. Again, I wanted him to choose diapers, so I was looking for a horrible alternative. I decided against Icy Hot because I didn’t want to wind up with a face full of Icy Hot smell if I gave him oral sex. As it was, Lion was too cold to come out from under the blankets to play. We just snuggled a bit and held hands.

I think Lion is disappointed we didn’t do anything last night. More importantly, we didn’t do anything in the afternoon. I guess I assume when I see Lion move from his office to the bedroom and snuggle in under the blankets to watch TV that he’s cold and tired and looking for alone time. [Lion — Nope. Just tired of sitting at my desk.] Even if he is, I’ll have to check in with him to see if playtime is available. Maybe he does want to get warm and vegetate for a bit. Maybe he can tell me to check back in an hour. Maybe he’ll want to snuggle under the blankets and see what happens. Maybe he’ll rip off the blankets and ask what took me so long. Any of these is the correct answer!

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I took advantage of a break in the weather to move one of our solar-powered security lights. It wasn’t working and our theory was that the solar panel was not able to get enough sunlight. However, I couldn’t get the lights to shine in the correct area in the new location. It looked like rain so I packed everything up and went inside to ponder a solution. By the time the sun came out again, I had my idea and got the light mounted just as it started raining again. Unfortunately, the damn light still doesn’t work but I don’t feel like doing another day of up and down the ladder.

I don’t know if Lion was horny or not last night, but my ladder climbing left me a little sore. We snuggled a bit while we watched TV. He said maybe we could play in the afternoon today. He was very busy with work yesterday. He has a big project to work on. I’ve been doing outside chores when the weather cooperates. Other than that I’ve been doing inside chores and playing the Sims. I have not tackled unpacking yet. That will leave me wiped out and I want to have some energy to play with Lion.

Our state’s governor issued a shelter in place order yesterday. Unless your job is necessary, you should stay at home. This is, in part, in response to the far-too-many people who decided that social distancing meant they should go on vacation and crowd beaches. I mean, come on. If shutting down your company was meant to be a vacation then why are the amusement parks closed? Why are all the vacation type activities closed? Why would you crowd all the hiking trails? Why would you let your kids crowd the playground equipment? I get it. This is an unusual time and kids don’t understand why they’re stuck at home. I mean little kids. Teenagers should be able to understand why you shouldn’t go on spring break as planned. Okay. I’m off my soapbox.

We’re taking this “vacation” to spend time together. That’s because we like spending time together and we don’t have any kids to entertain. I’m sure, if this drags on and on, we might get on each other’s nerves, but we’ll move on quickly. Lion has been sequestered for a long time. He was nervous about me working and bringing death and destruction home to him. Now, he’s still sequestered, but he doesn’t have to worry about me anymore. I think, unless we need more medications, we can augment our supplies through grocery deliveries.

In the mornings, Lion has been working. He’s in his office and I’m all over the place. The house is just big enough to give us space but not so big that we feel alone. One thing I noticed yesterday was that we haven’t been saying I love you as much. Maybe Lion’s right. Maybe we do need to do our daily emails. Maybe we just need to get used to saying it more now that we’re both at home. It’s not that we don’t feel it. We just don’t say it and I’d hate to get in the habit of not saying it.