September 7,  2002

       (i actually started this post August 25, but never finished!)

      So it's been brought to my attention that i'm getting really lousy at keeping things updated here.  In fact, 'someone' (i'm sure she knows who she is!) sent an icq message to Himself suggesting punishment for not posting.   i wish! 

      i can't use the excuse that i've nothing to say because my life has become routine or boring. While it is in some sort of organized state, it's anything but boring!  It's bloody busy is what it is.  So busy that when i have a few moments free all i want is a quiet corner, a good book and a warm body to curl up against.  i haven't even painted in a few weeks.  Maybe as we get older and the time seems to run away from us, we get pickier in how we share our time?  i miss the painting though.  

      Himself was gone for a few weekends - in Halifax working, so i took the chance to rearrange some of the upstairs furniture.  It all worked out perfectly and my painting spot is now much bigger!  i have a better spot for my clothes and the semi-resemblance of a proper guest room now.  With the futon made up into a couch, there's even a comfy spot for reading or watching the hoped for tv/dvd player this winter.  (Don't have those items yet - it's a touchy topic with Himself.  i've sworn that i won't set the tv up to be viewable as it was meant to be - that it will ONLY be used to watch rented movies!)

      i've been reading a lot of books lately, which is kind of nice to get back to.  i used to read tons - in fact it was hard to pry me out of a book once i got started.  Right now i'm reading one that is supposed to teach how to use the right side of the brain better.  i haven't a clue if it will work but it's interesting anyway.  And it includes assignments - right now i have to do 3 quick sketches - a self portrait, a sketch of my hand, and a face from memory.  Once completed, they are to be dated and signed, to be used as a reference point for checking drawing progress improvement once finished the rest of the lessons in the book.  We'll see.  i've already done the self portrait and while Himself and his daughter think the picture is pretty, they both agreed it didn't look anything like me at all.

      Himself has been finding bits of time for more scening lately, which i am not objecting to in the least!  Nothing is yummier than being tied up in the middle of the afternoon and enjoying the familiar sting of the toys. And His hands on my body.  i think of all the 'toys' i still like His hands the best.  

      And see - now my mind goes blank again.  i am reluctant to get into big details about what Himself and i do during scenes.  i mean, how many times do people really need to read ".. and i could hear the whirr of the bungee flogger seconds before it landed on my bare buttocks..."  i figure it's nobody's business about the more intimate details of what His penis looks or feels like inside me.  (i promise it's yummy though).  So i end up hitting a conversational wall.

      And i am reluctant to talk about work too much.  While i'm comfortable sharing my thoughts here, i'm not sure there's many at work who would enjoy reading about themselves in a submissive's journal.  Even if the names were changed to protect the innocent.  After all, the general public still views us as a bunch of pervs who should be seeing shrinks.

      So then i'm back to only a few things to write about.  And while i thought it pretty funny when, last night at the sushi restaurant, Himself opened the packet containing chopsticks, to find only one stick was inside - it may not be all that interesting to anyone else.  The waitress thought it was cool though.  And i'm making progress on the raw fish front - i even asked for extra raw tuna!

      Okay so maybe i'm making progress on other fronts as well.  i actually asked to wear both of the new cuffs out in a vanilla public environment the other night.  We were going to the theatre and Himself attached a cuff to my right wrist only.  In surprise, i asked about the other one. He put it on me. i instantly had misgivings, yet i found myself quite comfortable in the restaurant and the theatre wearing them.  i should try taking a proper picture of them.  

      Okay.  So i'll promise myself to keep trying to find things to write.  i did manage more than i expected today, so maybe things are looking up.  And if i stop working 10 hour days that might help have more time too.

      If i find a cleaning lady that actually shows up that is.  

 

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