Mrs Lion Comments (Page 2)

I have been trying to bank extra hours at work to make up for leaving early Friday to take Lion to a doctor’s appointment. When I get off work, there’s usually something that needs to be done, not including unpacking, and when I finally sit down, it’s time to get back up to make dinner. My coffee break is used for doing chores; today was starting the laundry. My lunch break is also used for chores. We get food deliveries and packages from Amazon on an almost daily basis that I have to bring in and open/put away. Is it any wonder I’m less interested in spanking Lion?

Yes, there will always be something that needs to be done. Always. My breaks and lunches have been spent on chores for months, long before we had to move. The chores have just multiplied with the move. First, it was packing. Now it’s unpacking. I have several boxes sitting around partially unpacked because something was needed. Lion’s mantra of “unpack it and put it right away” works if I know where that “away” is. Sometimes, it’s buried under other boxes. Sometimes, there never was an “away,” and that’s why the house was always a mess.

I’m not on the verge of punching a tree, but I’m heading in that direction. Lion has suggested that I used some of that frustration to spank him. Oh, he doesn’t really want that. I might hurt him for real. Do I have anger management issues? I think I just have a low threshold for frustration. Or maybe it’s actually high, and I have a lot of frustration. In either case, I won’t be whomping Lion in the heat of it.

That said, I do owe him some swats. He forgot to get his pills the other night. And, of course, tomorrow is punishment day. He’s been doing better getting his pills, and he also put on his necklace that he stopped wearing when his allergies were bothering him. Two wins for the Lion. Two wins for me, too, since I don’t have to swat him when he behaves.

I also have to work on the length between orgasms. It was unintentionally long last time. Between unpacking and one of us not feeling well, we could not get anything going. We did try once, a few days before his last orgasm. It was an experiment to see if he needed the Edex anymore. Spoiler alert: he does. But it was fun trying anyway.

I have been packing and sorting for weeks now. Despite taking things for donation and our garbage can being overflowing, I see little progress. Finally, I told Lion I need a garbage hauler. Last time we moved, we got rid of a lot of junk. Some of it was able to be donated so that was nice. This time, I put some stuff by the road, which usually gets picked up quickly, but the old lawnmower is still hanging around. I was sure it would be the first thing to go. Anyway, I need the junk hauler/donation people to take it and a few other items too big to fit in the car.

I’m also contemplating just boxing up the rest of the crap and taking it with us. I know it’s not ideal, but I feel like sorting is slowing me down. Obvious junk can be tossed, but whether we want this toaster or that mug feels pointless right now. The pantry is still a disaster area. I’m starting to lose track of which is the donation pile and which is the moving pile. I’m frazzled.

Lion is not able to help with packing and moving, so he has been planning the set up of the TV and our internet. He gets annoyed when I don’t know the difference between the router and the modem. To be fair, I count five or six boxes on the shelf above my desk. Do we need all of them? What are they all? It just seems needlessly complicated to me. His solution is to make labels for each box. At least I’ll know which one to unplug if he needs it rebooted.

Then there’s the hookups for the generator and the car. He’s bought this wire and that connector and did I take it to the new house yet? I don’t know. I’ve tried putting stuff in one spot to be sure it gets there, but I’m losing track of what wire is what and what connector is what. Don’t I know what a thingamabob widget is? Nope. And I don’t want to know. I’ve got boxes to pack. And unpack in a few days.

The other day, he asked about using some Edex. You bet! I have no idea how long it was since his last orgasm. I know he does. Yes, I know. It’s on the website. [Lion — No, not on the website anymore. No point.] Anyway, he did the shot, and he got his orgasm. I didn’t mention that he was furry. I know he knows this, too. The waxing supplies are packed away. I don’t have time to wax him anyway. It will have to wait until after we’ve moved and somewhat unpacked.

Tonight, I’ll make another donation run before trying to get some more packing done. I have to get it done.

Several coworkers and I joke about burning the house down behind us when we move. It will be easier than packing. Just buy new stuff and move on. If only it were that simple. There are things we want to keep because they mean something to us. Most other things we keep because it doesn’t make any sense to buy a new bed or a new washing machine. And other things we can safely toss out. The problem is it takes time to go through everything. And room. It takes room to create a “keep” and “toss” pile. I’m making somewhat steady progress. The living room is pretty much done. The next, most daunting task is the pantry. That may take weeks to figure out. Unfortunately, we don’t have weeks. I’ll take some Tylenol and hit it as soon as I’m done writing.

Lion has been snoozing a lot. It didn’t bother me until this morning, as I was packing, and he was still in bed. The other day, I tried to make a kennel reservation for the dog for a few days during the move. She’s an escape artist who loves nothing more than outwitting me by sneaking out the door if I leave it unguarded for a split second. Obviously, the movers need the door open. She’d be underfoot anyway. It turned out one of the dates for the kennel was unavailable. Lion said it was because I waited too long. I then had the task of finding a new kennel. Why? I mean, I know we need to board her. But why do I have to do it? I’m working and packing, and Lion isn’t. Granted, he’s been doing the logistics of utilities and movers. This morning, I was just feeling like I had enough on my plate, and I wanted to tell him to get his lazy ass out of bed. I didn’t, of course. His ass was perfectly fine where it was. He wasn’t in the way. What could he be doing anyway?

Then I sat down to have a drink before I tackle the pantry. Lion asked me to look for a kennel. Grumble, grumble, grumble. Why am I looking? But I didn’t say it. I looked and found one close to the new house. I was looking at the dates we needed, and something didn’t seem right. I was off by a day. We need Monday night through Friday morning. I was looking for Tuesday through Saturday. Friday night was the problem with the regular kennel. I just did the new reservation and I’m hoping they’ll confirm it once they get back in the office later today.

Lion hates when I blame things on him sleeping, but I haven’t snuggled next to him lately because as soon as I get over there, he falls asleep. (Sometimes I do too.) And it’s such a process to get over there and back. I sleep with a weighted blanket and there’s a gap between the beds. My shoulder has been hurting so I can’t really snuggle in the way I used to. It winds up just being me sort of closer to him. But I need to put all that aside and get as close as I can get more often. We’re both a little (maybe Lion more so than me) freaked out about the move and we need to be closer.

My idea of keeping Amazon boxes may be flawed. Sure, it gives us variety in the sizes and shapes of boxes available to us. However, it creates a giant mess in the living room. The boxes I’ve packed have nowhere to go. More correctly, I have to do a lot more maneuvering to make a simple stack of boxes. What I need to do is disconnect all wires and move speakers out of the way so there’s more room. It’s a giant game of Tetris.

A friend offered to come on Sunday to help pack. If things were more organized, I might have accepted. There’s too much going on right now. I need a staging area for things that will be donated. Where? There’s no room. I need a staging area for things that can go right to the new house as soon as we get the keys. Again, no room. It’s frustrating. Personally, I don’t mind going through a maze of boxes. Lion has a hard time both from a mess point of view and a vision point of view.

I’ll just be glad when we get the keys. Luckily, I think it will be a Friday so we can make a bunch of trips over the weekend to get things started.

Yesterday was punishment day. No, I didn’t spank Lion. I may not be able to be in move mode and spanking mode at the same time. Too many balls in the air. Of course, Lion will probably say there aren’t enough of his balls in the air. His balls are another matter. He can do his Edex shot whenever he wants to. There’s a brand new can of IcyHot spray that hasn’t been tested yet. The clothespins haven’t been packed yet. The rope is still available. So many options.