My successes come and go, This week has been a mixed bag. Some days of eating pretty healthy and walking plenty, other days of neither. Average step count was 4,800. Shrug. I’m only sleeping about 6 and a half hours/night, but some of that is because I’ve been excited about stuff I’m doing, so I guess that’s ok.
On the plus side, I bathed in our tub with jets last night. I started reading a terrific book called “The Things You Can See Only When You Slow Down.” I did some co-working and that was great. So lots of things are lovely.
In the pendulum swing of my submissive soul, I’m in the “why bother about this submissive stuff, this is not even a kinky blog” phase again. Which is not exactly news here, there hasn’t been a sign of D/s for ages. But periodically, I just have to put it out there that this is a journal, of sorts, not a kinky blog. Although, now that I think about it, this blog has never had much kink. Sigh..
Between David’s story Journey and Cass Wintermute’s spanking stories, I’m sure that my libido is not actually dead, just on snooze. So I guess that’s good.
MP and I are doing a mini-vacation starting tomorrow, so there may be beach pics coming this way. And always, good times ahead.