Hump Day

Well it's Wednesday. Like y'all didn't know that, right? *giggles*

Work was rather uneventful. My review is 3 months over due, which is bad enough. But there is one chick in my department who is two weeks away from her 1 year mark, and she still hasn't had her 90 day review yet. That's some bullshit. Why the hell she didn't complain sooner I have no idea. I would have been livid.

As it is I'm not happy about it. I decided to send my supervisor a very  polite e-mail asking if he had an update as to when he would be conducting reviews.

He simply replied with, "I am aware of the back log. I will be getting to them as soon as I can."

That was it.I had e-mailed him a little over a month ago regarding my review and he said he was hoping to get to them in the next week. Yeah, that was four weeks ago.

So I'm wondering if they'll be done any time soon.

Master picked me up from work and He brought Radar with Him. On the way home we dropped off some things we needed to mail and attempted to drop off the rent check. I thought the landlord's office closed at 6pm, but apparently they close at 5pm. So Master is going to drop it off tomorrow.

There was a voice mail waiting for us when we got home. The place Master had interviewed with last week had called and said that they were expecting the results of His background check to be in tomorrow, and asked Him to please call so they can discuss the next step in "the process".

So here is hoping that all goes well and that they decide to offer Master the job! That would be wonderful!

We had dinner and spent the night relaxing and trying to get rid of our headaches.

So other than hoping my review goes through soon, and praying that Master gets this job, there isn't a lot on my mind. Those two subjects are pretty much dominating my thoughts at the moment.

I'm not feeling very energetic today, even though I had a pretty easy day at work. I don't know why but I just am here, kind of.

I know I haven't been all that interesting lately, but my mind is pretty much on finances and juggling everything right now. So yeah. Not a lot of room for other thoughts at the moment.

Friday? Where Are You?

It's only Tuesday and I'm already wishing that it were Friday. That's sad.

Last night, my neck was feeling quite a bit better, so Master made good use of His slut. :-D

He then allowed me to fall asleep on the couch, as I did not want to sleep in the bed alone.

This morning I woke up and my neck felt a little tight, but other than that it was okay.

Thankfully that's about where it stayed all day. No real pain. A slight twinge here and there but other than that I seem to be alright. Work, however, was a huge pain in my tail! I was swamped up until about 3:30pm. That is insane. Normally I'm pretty busy up until about 11am, and then it tapers off and I can breathe. But oh no. Not today! Damn it.

Master and I talked a bit during the day. He has to pick me up from work tomorrow because MZ is leaving work early, as she won tickets to a concert she wants to go to. I'm not pissed about it or anything, I know she has a social life and that it's summer. And she did at least give me a days notice, so that's awesome. It's just a bit inconvenient is all. No biggie at all.

But at least I get more time with my Hubby! That's always a good thing.

Tonight I'm feeling a bit run down, but I figure that's just due to the heavy work load.

There isn't a lot on my mind tonight, also probably due to the work load today. I'm happy just having a blank slate in my brain at the moment.

Pain, Again

Last night Master and I decided it would be best if I didn't sleep on the couch, while waiting for Him to go to bed, due to my neck. That kind of made me feel mopey, but not much to be done about it. Health first, and what not.

So this morning I woke up feeling fine. Absolutely fine. But apparently my neck was just setting me up. On the way to work, the muscles in my neck began to tighten and I started feeling sick to my stomach. Too late! I was already on my way to work.

So I start doing my job, and of course I'm busy as hell. I'm doing everything I can to keep my neck straight and it's not really working since I have to constantly be looking down, and then up, then to the side, repeat.

So by the time I was two hours into my shift my neck was screaming at me. Not to be disgusting but the pain got to me so bad that I actually did get sick. My first reaction, after that, was to call Master to come pick me up and take me home.

However Master was not available immediately. So by the time He got back to me (He doesn't have a cell at this time) I was already half way through the work day. After popping a bunch of Tylenol and eating some crackers, I was starting to feel a bit better by that time. So I said that I would just finish out my shift.

It also doesn't help that my job is currently cracking down on how much overtime we do (read: how much time over our normally scheduled hours, not necessarily how much over 40 hours we do). So I couldn't really afford the time off work anyway.

By the time I got home from work my neck wasn't hurting as badly. It's mainly just tight and still sore. Master thinks I pulled a tendon in my neck or something of that nature.

Hopefully the healing process will speed the fuck up, because this is some bullshit.

Hear that neck?! HEAL already!

Pain

My fibromyalgia is kicking my tail. Around noon today all of sudden the base of my skull and neck were throbbing with pain. If I tried to move my head forward at all it would get worse. So I've been trying to spend most of the day with my head tilted slightly up.

Then for a little while it got better. I had taken a long hot bath, put a heat wrap on it, and popped as much Tylenol as my stomach could handle. Ibuprofen really upsets my stomach, so I am staying away from it if I can. The last thing I want is to be in pain and throwing up.

Even though it was feeling better, I was taking it easy. Master knew I was in a lot of pain so He's been allowing me to relax and rest most of the day.

Then it came time for me to take my actual shower and get clean, shave, etc. So I hopped in and it felt so good. The hot water on my neck was very relaxing. Then I started to wash my hair. I was letting the shampoo/conditioner sit in my hair for a little while and started to shave. I can multi-task. I'm a big girl.

Yeah, my neck apparently felt that I was getting cocky. As I reached down to start shaving my legs, the pain shot up my neck into my head. So I slowly lifted my head and placed the razor down. I started rinsing my hair, again trying to take it slow. The pain was still throbbing in my head. I just thought that I would finish rinsing my hair and get out, and explain to Master why I didn't finish shaving afterward. When it comes to my health, He has always understood.

So, as I'm trying to rinse my hair the pain shoots up my neck again, and it doesn't stop. It's like this fucked up pulse of pain just going up from the side of my neck, around to the back, feeding itself into my skull.

Suddenly I can't see straight. Everything is fuzzy. I felt tears streaming down my face. I wasn't calm anymore. I shut off the water and knelt down in the tub, crying and making "I'm in pain!" noises.

I didn't even think to cry out to Master. I couldn't think at all. I was focusing to much on not falling face first into the water that was still in the tub while my eyes were closed and my equilibrium was totally fucked.

Apparently I didn't need to. Next thing I know Master is sitting on the toilet next to the bathtub, has the shower curtain pulled back and is asking me what happened. He's really good at keeping His voice calm. I find that helpful.

I explain what happened and He starts rubbing my neck, gently. I told Him that I hadn't finished rinsing my hair. Of all things for me to be concerned about.

He tells me to turn around. I'm sitting down in the tub at this point. So I do, and I'm keeping my eyes closed for the most part. He finished rinsing my hair and then tells me to sit there with the hot water running over me until I feel a little bit better.

He then shuts the shower curtain again and I start breathing in through my nose and out through my mouth.

Eventually the pain subsides to the point that I can see straight again and I get out of the tub.

I joined Master in the living room and am now dealing with a general dull throbbing pain with small, sharp, bursts in between every now and then.

I'm just hoping that this gets better by tomorrow morning. There is no way I can make it through an 8+ hour work day like this, but I also can't afford the time off of work. I'm still afraid to move my head a lot, so I'm pretty much keeping it still so I don't aggravate it.

Saturday Ramblings

Today has been pretty uneventful besides the wake up sex. I'm not complaining about the wake up sex mind you. ;-)

But since it was about 84 out today, Master and I weren't feeling up to doing much at all. We were originally going to take Radar to the park, but even he seemed lethargic today. So we decided against it.

As a result, we've spent most of the day lazing about.

For some reason the idea of excercise and things of that nature have been on my mind. I have my bike now, but I'm extremely rusty on the rules of riding a bike on the road. When I was growing up we just rode our bikes on the sidewalks unless it was a side street that was hardly ever used. Master and I live on a highway. So that changes things a bit. I'll have to do some research on that.

I think I would like to start exercising more at home as well, for when I can't ride the bike. I don't want to get ripped or anything of that nature. I basically just want to tone up a bit. I've already lost a little weight by eating less often and walking around on my lunch break at work.

I can't afford a gym membership right now. But maybe after Master gets a job we could look into that as well.

And now I have a small gripe. Fun huh?

I know three people right now who are planning weddings that are occurring within the next three to four months. And all of them are so extremely busy with all this shit that I'm amazed they even still want to get married.

All they talk about is the meetings with the priests, the pre-marriage counseling they have to go to, the dress sizing, the tux sizing, the picking of the brides maids dresses, looking into photographers, DJs, looking at countless different invitations, placement cards, halls, florists, and cake testing....

Cake testing? It's cake. White, marble, or chocolate? Seriously.

I don't know. I mean I know that most women dream of the day they'll get married and they want everything to be perfect. It's all about them. I get it. But god damn!

One particular engaged couple I know told me that just for the wedding and the reception.. not including their honeymoon... they'll be in debt for two years. Two years. These days some marriages don't even make it through the first year, and you're going to be paying all this money for one day? A day where in 10 years you won't remember if you had ivory or eggshell napkins? Come on now.

And each of these couples have come to me asking me what we did. Every. Single. One. They know that Master and I have "only" been married for 3 years, so they figure I have some good points.

The conversations usually go something like this:

Them: "So, where did you get married?"

Me: "The court house. It was great! The justice of the peace was very nice and had a great sense of humor."

Them: "So... you didn't have to go to pre-marriage counseling sessions?"

Me: "Nope. We just had to go down to the court house about two weeks before hand and fill out the form to apply for a marriage license. Then, on the day of the wedding, we signed it and they filed it for us."

Them: "Oh. Okay. Well, where did you get your flowers from?"

Me: "We didn't have flowers. Well, technically I had a bouquet of silk flowers that I got from Stein's but I totally forgot about it and it was in the car the whole time. I still have it though cause I think it's pretty."

Them: "You left it in the car?!"

Me: "Yeah. Well there was no aisle to walk down. We had the rings and we had each other. That's all we needed."

Them: "Okay then. So then where did you get your cake?"

Me: "Wal-Mart."

Them: "You have got to be kidding."

Me: "No. It was delicious and so pretty! No one could believe we got it from the Wal-Mart bakery. But I loved it."

Them: "I'm almost afraid to ask, but who did your pictures and who did the music?"

Me: "We just asked anyone who had a digital camera to bring one. Hubby brought His and a few weeks later we all just swamped pictures via e-mail. As far as music went, BC brought his stereo and Hubby and I made two burned CDs."

And it continues from there, usually with their jaws slowly inching its way to the floor.

Master got a new suit, I wore a dress I already had but loved (and it was black). We didn't have decorations of any kind. No place cards, people just sat where they wanted to. The invitations we made on our computer, printed out, and mailed or hand delivered.

It was all very laid back. And I loved it.

One female in a particular engaged couple said, "Well this must have been like your second wedding or something..."

That actually kind of pissed me off.

I said, "This was my Husband's second wedding, although that didn't matter at all to either of us. This was about us. As far as me? This was my first wedding."

The chick was baffled that I didn't want it to be elaborate. Yes, we were tight on money, but even if we had had the money to go all out, it would have made me uncomfortable.

Like Master said, as we were planning everything, "Lets toss as much money as we can at the honeymoon!" *giggles* I can't say I disagree with His logic.

Fun Friday

Today I had taken the day off of work. So I got to sleep in, which was nice. When I woke up it felt like a Saturday.

Master and I relaxed for a little while and then about an hour an a half before His interview we started getting ready. I went with Master, and thankfully I was smart enough to wear a tank top because it was fucking hot out! Master was in there for quite some time, so I took that to mean it was going well.

I didn't want to run the car to keep the A/C on because it's not good for a car to sit idle like that, and it's not good for the A/C either. So I kept all four windows down and just sat there and read my book.

Master came out about an hour later. I saw him in the side mirror and He didn't look pissed off so I took that as another good sign.

He thinks that it went really well, and they had asked Him to fill out the information to consent to a background check, which I'm also taking as a good sign. They did tell Him that it would be a week and a half to two weeks before they got back to Him so that they could do everything they needed to. So now it's back to the waiting game.

But in the mean time Master is putting out more job applications just to play it safe. But this is the best interview He's had in quite some time so, I'm remaining hopeful.

From there we went to the pet store and got Radar his food. When we got home we both cooled off, I talked to my mom for a little while and then Master talked to His mother.

From there I took my bath and put on a nice comfy long tank top, that could basically be a dress on me (although it would be a mini-dress). It's gray, and it's cotton, but Master says He finds it sexy and I'm extremely comfortable in it. So bonus!

Now we're just kind of sitting around and relaxing, picking up random conversations out of no where, discussing them for a little while, and then just as suddenly we stop and go back to what we were doing. That's been happening a lot lately, which I think is kind of awesome.

After being with someone for 7 years, it's really interesting the things you do when you're with one another that other people find odd. Stuff like what I just described in the previous paragraph.

Speaking of which Master and I realized the other day that we are the only couple we know of who have been together longer than two years that have never once broken up and we are also the only married couple we know who have never "threatened" the other with divorce, or cheated on one other. Let's go down the list shall we?

1) My mother and her husband broke up for a short period of time before they were married.

2) My father was with my mother for 25 years and cheated on her, then divorced her. He then dated the woman he was cheating on my mom with for 10 years. He cheated on her, and left her for the the woman he was cheated with who is now his current girlfriend. (Do you sense a pattern here? I think these two will last at the most 5 years before Dad decided to repeat it.)

3) My brother and his ex girlfriend were together for 5 years and she threatened to leave him all the time.

4) BC and HG have been together just about a year. That is the only thing that excludes them though. They seem to be very happy. And I am happy for them.

5) LN and MN have threatened one another with divorce several times, broken up before they were married at least once, and MN is cheating on LN.

6) SS has been with her boyfriend for about 6 months.

7) My mother-in-law and her now husband have never actually broken up but she's thrown all his shit down the stairs and into the garage before and threatened to kick him out more times than I care to count. Also, she accused him of cheating on her numerous times before they were married. Why they got married after all that I have no idea. KB (her now husband) must be desperate. As far as my mother-in-law goes, she just has to be married. It's like a status thing with her. If she's not a wife, she's nothing in her eyes. It doesn't seem to matter to who as this is her third husband and fourth marriage. (Yeah, she divorced her second husband for a year and then remarried him. Weird. I know. She should be her own reality show I swear.)

Everyone else we know is single, or are more of an acquaintance than anything else.

In this day and age it seems to be difficult to find a couple that has never broken up before. Don't get me wrong, Master and I have had some dark times in our relationship but we never broke up or said we were going to. We worked through it all. I'm not saying this makes us better, I just find it interesting.

Unexpected Three Day Weekend

Well, I can't complain to much really. I mean, it is a three day weekend.

MZ, the driver of our carpool, has taken tomorrow off of work. I knew this before since it is a planned trip of her's. But with how tight finances are, and the fact that most of my paycheck this week is getting eaten up by rent.. well... I wasn't sure how much gas in the car would be left from driving myself to work and back. So, since tomorrow is my half day, I talked to Master about taking it off. He said that was fine.

So yay! Three day weekend. Tomorrow is Master's job interview, so once I got home from work I got everything together that He needs for it, including directions. I took care of a couple other things around the apartment as well.

I tried to get a hold of my brother as he is going through a lot right now, but he hasn't responded as of yet. He might be sleeping. I guess he hasn't been feeling that great.

Other than that, there isn't a lot going on. Master's back is bothering Him and mine has been giving me trouble lately as well. The joys of weather that can't make up it's mind and stress!

So I believe I'll cut this short. I'll do a longer post tomorrow. Promise.

Blah Wednesday

Last night after Master made use of me again, He allowed me to sleep on the couch since He was staying up for a while.

For to long I had just been going to bed when He stayed up. I feel better being near Him when I'm sleeping. So I asked for permission to start sleeping on the couch until He goes to bed, and He has allowed it. I dare say that it has something to do with my improved mental state.

Last night the power apparently went out because all of the clocks were flashing when I got up this morning. I reset them all except for the one in the bedroom, because I didn't want to turn on the light and risk waking Master up.

From the get go I haven't felt the greatest today. The sky was still rather dark when I got up, so it felt earlier than it actually was. So all day I have felt sleepy, and just not all there. It was supposed to storm today, but so far it hasn't. I was hoping it would, so that this pressure would break and maybe I would start feeling better.

When I got home Master and I ate dinner and then I went to go take my bath. After that was done my stomach started to feel weird. So I asked Master if I could get comfortable by wearing one of His shirts. He granted it and told me that I didn't have to ask permission to use the bathroom tonight just in case my stomach takes a turn for the worse.

So I sit here, typing up my daily blog entry, eating saltine crackers, and just wishing that it would rain if not storm.

This Friday Master has a job interview! It's a couple of hours after I'll get home from work, so I'm hoping to go with Him and I'll just sit in the car and read a book or something along those lines. I enjoy going with Him on the rides to His interviews when I can. Okay, so I don't really like the ones that are at the ass crack of dawn on my day off.. but hey neither does He. ;-)

So good luck to my Husband!

Naughty Girl

It started off innocently enough. Really it did.

I was at work, and my work flow had really, really slowed down. So I sent a text to Master asking Him for a task. I was feeling very docile at the moment and felt a strong need to follow through on something He wanted me to do.

His reply was to scent myself and then to keep thinking naughty thoughts to keep myself wet the rest of the day. So off to the bathroom I went where I dipped my fingers into my pussy and scented myself.

I sent a text back to Him to let Him know that I had done as I was told and then asked Him if it was okay that I had asked for a task to complete. I always feel weird asking for an order. But Master assured me that it was fine.

A little while later I received a new text from Him asking how the keeping wet thing was going. I giggled and then blushed as I sent a text back telling Him that since we had been texting back and forth I had "hidden" my cell phone in between my legs. I normally keep it in a pocket while I'm at work, but I didn't want to draw attention to myself by reaching for my pocket a lot. And so I told Him that every time I received a text the cell vibrated, which felt rather interesting, and then I realized that a picture of Him was the "wallpaper" on my cell phone and smiled to myself, and texted Him that information as well.

I could just picture Him grinning from ear to ear when He read that. In His reply He called me a kinky slut and said that maybe He should use a vibrator on me once I got home. My reply was something along the lines of preferring His tongue to any vibrator.

So He said that I must want to be tormented by having my pussy eaten. (Torment is the correct word, He can be quite evil when He does that.)

I replied stating that I was still tender from two days ago and that I wasn't sure how much torture I could take. He said that we could find out and then asked the following:

"So what do you want for dinner seeing as I'm having pussy?"

I blushed brightly at this and I hope no one at work saw. He is the only person on the face of this Earth that can make me blush so damn easily. Damn Him. *shakes fist*

We finally, a few texts later, decided what we were going to have for dinner. He wanted to go to Applebee's and use His gift card that He had received for His birthday and then once we got back home from that He would eat me out.

I had to stop texting for a little while as my work flow picked back up.

I had placed the cell phone back in my pocket and shortly before I left work I received another text from Master that said:

"test test buzz buzzz .... lol ... Didn't know if you still were using your cell for a mini vibrator"

I couldn't help but laugh quietly at that. I think He was a little disappointed when I told Him that I had wasn't.

Once I got home from work I changed into a tank top and we went to Applebee's. Dinner was great, we joked around and had a good time.

Once we got home I took the dog out and as soon as I walked in the door and had my clothes off, since I'm to be nude as much as possible at home, Master ordered me to the bedroom.

He wasted no time in going down on me. He took His time, and I love that. I have a hard time getting off if it seems like He's in a hurry to get it over with. Thankfully that almost never happens since He actually enjoys the taste of me and the sudden movements I make and quick, sharp noises that are ripped out of me.

It was a nice, long, slow build up to an incredible orgasm. I have to beg to cum when He's eating me out, so I started the beg the moment I felt that familiar tingle in my toes and rush of heat through out my body that tells me I'm about to cum.

I was having problems speaking. I'm not very articulate when I'm riding the verge of an orgasm. But He made me beg several times before He allowed me my release.

It was one of those orgasms where I literally blacked out for a brief moment. I then had to ask Him to stop because He was still gently licking and it was making me jump every single time. He chuckled darkly, and the next thing I knew He had my ankles in His hand and had flipped me onto my stomach.

He had no problems slipping inside as I was already dripping wet. He pinned my wrists with His hands, forced my legs wider with His feet and fucked me very hard.

He eventually pinned me down by my shoulders and slammed into me over and over again, until the only thing I could do was whisper the word "Master" as He filled me with His cum.

He stayed as He was for a little while before He slid out and laid down next to me so that I could clean Him off.

We have spent the rest of the evening relaxing and enjoying ourselves. It seems He is not quite done with me for the evening, since when I asked to go take my bath He stated that He would like me in lingerie for the evening.

I can't say that I'm going to complain. ;-)

Usual Monday BS

Today Radar, our dog, decided that I needed to get up at 5am and take him outside. That is an hour and ten minutes before my alarm goes off. Normally I don't mind, because when he wakes us up like that it means he has to go. So I took him and he piddled a little bit on the grass near the sidewalk. I continued and walked him to the dog excercise area past the parking lot.

He refused to even walk onto the grass. He just stood on the concrete looking at me, looking at the grass, and going, "Yep. That's grass all right Mom." So needless to say I was irritated. I took him back inside told him to go lay down and then climbed back into bed while trying not to wake up Master so I could lay down for another hour.

But the dog continued to try to get me up. I had literally just taken him outside so I knew now he just figured if he was up I had to be. Well screw that. I continued to lay in bed and every time he tried to get up there with us I just told him to get.

I normally take him out at 6:30am, which is about 15 minutes before I leave for work. But since he had decided to go out at 5am and not do anything I told him I wasn't taking him again, and didn't. It had only been an hour and a half, and I wasn't in the best of moods because of his antics.

Then I got to work and V came into work for a total of three minutes before going home sick. Dumb twat.

But the day still went by rather quickly. So I am thankful for that.

Once I got home Master and I ate dinner, watched a really great movie, and I took my bath.

Now it's storming outside and we have a tornado watch in effect until 11pm. Yay for us.

On the bright side Master and I had fucking incredible sex last night. *beams*

Wonderful Weekend

This weekend has been great, well at least the times where Master and I were alone anyway. Lets see. Friday night was pretty uneventful. Saturday Master and I had the whole day to ourselves until about 7pm. We had fun just being together and hanging out. At 7pm we went to a restaurant that our friend SS was taking us to to celebrate Master's birthday.

So we caught up with her and she annoyed me at some points, but I got over it rather quickly.

From there she wanted to get some drinks at a local bar. I reminded her that we couldn't afford to go to the bar and she said that was no problem because she would buy. Um. Okay?

So off to the bar we went. I had one Smirnoff Ice and Master had two double Jack and Cokes. SS had a few beers and then we went to our apartment. She only stayed about an hour or so before she had to get back home.

Then it was just Master and I once more. We retired to the bedroom around 3am or so. We fucked and it was incredible. Then I was cleaning His cock off and He got hard again. He dipped His fingers into me and I was very sensitive so every movement made me squirm or buck my hips. So before you know it we were fucking again. :-D

After that we were both exhausted, and so we fell asleep.

Today we did some errands, I gave Master a blow job, and then headed down to my home town. We stopped at my mom's house where I picked up my old bike and a bunch of stuff my mom had gotten for us. We visited for about an hour and a half before going to my dad's for father's day.

We ate dinner, were annoyed by his weird as hell girlfriend and her offspring, but it was really nice to see my dad and my grandfather.

We left there around 7pm, came home, unloaded the car and put everything away.

So there is the day to day stuff.

I wanted to talk a bit about my depression. Over the past three or four days I've felt my depression lifting off of me like a fog dissipating. Slowly but surely it was leaving me and I felt the "old me" coming back. You know, the happy go lucky, horny all the time, me.

It seems when I'm depressed my sex drive goes way, way down. Like to the point of being non existent. Also, even when we do fuck when I'm heavily depressed it's like I feel this distance during it, but not coming from Master. It's coming from inside me. Almost like I'm slightly disconnected from the act in a way. And I hate that feeling. It makes me want to cry and makes me wonder what the fuck is wrong with me.

But the odd thing is, the more we fuck, the better I feel. I think that honestly is one thing that helped that "fog" break. We started having sex more often. I mean finally admitting to myself, and to Master, what was going on helped a lot as well.

I can't honestly say how much the support group helped. I was fidgeting most of the time and if Master hadn't been sitting by my side (they wanted to separate us) I don't think I would have said much.

I rely on Him a lot for moral support and to keep me confident. A lot of people may say that's not healthy, but when I'm like that I can't rely on myself. If I do that I just end up going deeper and deeper into that depression and it becomes a self sufficient cycle to keep me in it.

But Master helps me break through it.

So as I was saying, we started having sex more and that I felt more and more connected not only to myself but to Master as well. And before I knew it the break through happened and I was back to normal (for me). I feel sexier, which makes me horny, which makes me more submissive, which makes me want to fuck more, which leads to more sex, which leads to my feeling even better. It's a wonderful circle that I happily feed into.

It also seems to make Master happier as well. I mean, I know He enjoys the sex and my feeling more submissive and wanting Him 24/7 like usual. But I think He sees the changes in me and He worries less as well. Which of course would lead Him to feel better about the situation as a whole.

I don't know if it's the chemicals the body releases when we have sex or what, but it's one of the quickest ways to my feeling better. If those chemicals get too low, that's when I normally start to feel myself slip. I'm not saying if we don't have sex for a week that suddenly I'll be back to where I started. And I'm not saying that's the only cause. It happens for no reason what so ever.

But I have noticed that once I'm in that depressed state of mind, the more affectionate we are and the more sex we have, the better I feel.

I don't know if any of this makes sense, but it feels good to write about it.

Belated Post

Yesterday was Master's birthday! And it was a busy one.

I went to work, and shortly after I got home we had to head out again. One of our rabbits had somehow managed to knock his water bottle off of his cage, causing it to break. So we ran to a local mom and pop pet store to get him a new one. We came home just long enough to put the new one on his cage, and had to leave right away.

From there we went to Applebee's to have dinner with His mother and her husband. Thankfully they had things they had to do since they are leaving on vacation as of today, so shortly after we were done eating they wanted to get going.

We got back home and a friend of ours, RH, was supposed to show up sometime between 10:30pm and 11pm. He was coming up from Chicago, so we knew it was going to take a while. Well, due to the detours and interstate construction that seems to be everywhere, he wasn't able to get here until 1am.

I stayed up until 1:30am and then politely excused myself, said goodnight to RH and Master, and headed to bed. I got up at 6am this morning and I'm feeling it today.

I remember being able to stay up for three or four days without any sleep what so ever and being fine. Now? If I only get a few hours of sleep I'm tired as hell the next day. The joys of aging (at the ripe old age of 27...).

Work seemed to take forever. Most likely because I hadn't gotten enough sleep and the fact that I didn't have a lot to keep me busy for a change.

Master picked myself and AM up from work. MZ had left early to get an estimate on her car. A nice storm rolled through, so I was glad that Master was driving. I would have been slightly nervous otherwise.

We dropped AM off at his place and then went home for a little while, ate dinner, ran out to get rabbit food and came home.

I took my bath and Master allowed me an hour and a half nap, which I am currently still waking up from. I'm having a slight problem keeping my eyes focused, but I'm doing my best to stay awake at this point.

I felt bad for going to bed when I did last night, because I wanted to stay up and spend more time with Master and also because we hadn't seen RH in so long.

But if I hadn't gone to bed when I did, I'd be even worse off now.

Ugh

Today was better than yesterday, except for the fact that my stomach is giving me problems. It can't seem to make up it's mind. One minute I feel fine, the next minute my stomach is doing flips. Fun.

I am feeling better, regarding my depression, however. Last night I had given Master a blowjob and then He had used me. So today when I told Him that my depression fog seems to be lifting a bit, He said "So all we have to do is force cum down your throat and then fuck you every day and you should be fine." I laughed of course, but it's a hell of a therapy method.

Once I got home from work we ate dinner, took care of the dog, and then I took my bath. For whatever reason, in addition to my stomach still not being 100%, I feel tired as hell. It might be due to my stomach problems, or it might be due to the fact that work kicked my tail yesterday and today.

Either way, I don't care if I have to drink coffee at 10pm, I am not going to bed at my normal time tomorrow. It's Master's birthday tomorrow and I want to spend as much time as possible with Him on it. I do have to work, of course, but I don't want to be shuffling off to bed at 11pm on His birthday. That would suck! And not in the good way.

Master is also feeling blah tonight. :-(

Hopefully we both feel better in the morning.

I'm going to cut this short since my stomach is again doing flips.

Fuck This Day

Fuck it in the neck. Twice.

Today has really just sucked ass in so many ways.

First, it started with Master's unemployment. It is stating that He has received all available benefits. Never mind I know people who have been on unemployment for over a year and a half, after only working for 3 months. Mean while Master has been on it for less than a year and worked for almost a year at that particular job. Unemployment is supposed to inform you when you are getting close to the end of receiving benefits. We had received no such communication, and today it is saying that He has received all He can.

Master sent them an e-mail to try to figure this out. As of yet no response and when you try to call you constantly get a busy signal. The joy of it all.

So now we are acting as if He is no longer going to receive unemployment. We have no other option. If this is a mistake and He starts getting benefits again, wonderful. But even then we're going to have to cut way back in case it is getting close to the end.

So yeah. There is that whole headache. Then Master calls me (I was at work) when He got back from the assessment He drove a half hour to take regarding a job. He did not pass. When He explained to me the entire assessment I started to wonder how anyone without years and years of prior experience possibly could pass it.

He hasn't heard back regarding another job prospect yet. So we're remaining hopeful there.

Then at my job it starts down pouring. It was so bad that they announced that people parked on the west side of the lot would want to move their cars as that area has completely flooded. That is where MZ had parked her car. So she runs out there and the car is flooded up and over the seats! Holy shit!

It took a while to bail out the car.

I felt so bad for her because this is a newer car that she literally just purchased about a month ago. :-( Poor MZ.

The car still turned over and worked fine, so we made it home without a problem, except for our butts being wet from the seats.

They announced who had won employee of the month. It wasn't me. I was bummed out by that. But there is nothing I can do about it. It would have been really nice to win that right now, as you receive $100. And we could really use the money.

Add to that I still haven't received my review. It's nearly 3 months late now, and since our supervisor is so backed up on them some people have been waiting a good 8 months. So I'll be one of the last ones to receive mine once he does finally start doing them.

They sent out an e-mail today for the quarterly review of the supervisors, so myself and a good three or four other people in my department responded stating that our supervisor needs to start doing reviews in a timely fashion. I kept it professional. Although it was tempting to go into the whole, "I want my fucking money" train of thought.

The good news is that since finding out that Master may not be receiving unemployment benefits any longer, He told a friend of ours that He wants to sell His spare Xbox 360 (we had picked it up quite a while ago when His Xbox 360 Elite was in for repairs) and so the friend offered Him a decent price for it and will be here either Thursday or Sunday to pick it up and drop off the cash.

So at least that much.

And can I just say what a cunt my mother in law is? Yeah? Good.

We were supposed to go down to her place on Thursday to celebrate Master's birthday. He called her today to say we couldn't go because we simply don't have the gas money. I won't even tell you guys what we're down to right now. It's bad.

Her response after Master basically tells her everything? "Oh I know how you feel.."

No offer of help of any kind. Not that we were looking for a hand out but for crying out loud there was no concern at all in her voice.

So Master calls her bluff and asks how she could possibly know how it feels. "Oh well my husband's medical bills.."

Okay, yeah. Sure bitch you know how we feel. We're trying to figure out how to pay normal bills (rent, electric, food, gas in the car, etc.) while you have no mortgage payment, no car payments while having two brand new cars, and you are both working full time. Add to that you go to Minnesota at least twice a month, and you're going on vacation this weekend for three days. Yeah. You're hurting all right.

Fuck you!

I won't go off to her face, or in an e-mail or phone call. So I'm venting here.

Why won't I go off? We don't need the drama. She'll nail herself up on that cross so damn fast you're head will spin.

We have enough stress right now without adding her bullshit to it. So no contact is our preferred method unless it's absolutely unavoidable.

I Love My Husband

Today while I was at work Master and I talked. The person in charge of of a depression and bi-polar support group had e-mailed me back. They were having a meeting tonight and she wanted me to attend.

So I agreed to go and Master said He would go with me. The only issue I had with going was the fact that it wasn't over until 8:30pm which meant we wouldn't get home until about 9pm. But Master said that I should go, it may help, and that just because it was late shouldn't stop me.

So shortly after I got home from work we were headed right back out the door. We got there a little early, sat down and the meeting started.

They hold a separate meeting for friends and family members at the same time, and they suggested that Master go to that, but I wanted Him to stay with me and Master wanted to stay with me, so they allowed it.

It started at 6:30pm. At first I was like, "How are we going to get through two hours?!" But honestly the time went by rather quickly for me. There were a good 15 or so people there. They broke us down into smaller groups. So it ended up being Master, myself, and two other people in the group we sat in.

We all talked, including Master, and it went by rather well I think. They were a little pushy about me being put on medication which I didn't really care for. I haven't even been to a therapist in about 10 years. On top of that I don't have health insurance. So in order to go to one I'd have to find one that will take a patient with no insurance and that we can afford. In other words, it'll take some digging and a lot of phone calls.

But they also talked about other forms of therapy, such as writing, drawing, painting, excercise, mediation, etc.

In fact I'm almost wondering if I should start a separate blog just to talk about the depression. I mean this blog is supposed to be about slavery. But over the years, I've used it for everything. Maybe I should break off at least just for that subject? I don't know. I'll have to talk to Master about it and see what He thinks on that.

Master and I talked quite a bit on the way home. Once we were home, we finally ate dinner, watched some Mind of Mencia, and now I'm doing my blog post. It's already a little after 10pm and I'm very sore right now and still have to take my bath and what not. So I'm going to end the blog by saying this:

My Husband is awesome. He went with me to this group meeting. He is doing everything He can to help me, and make sure that I get the help I need. He is being extremely patient and caring. I love Him very much, and I am lucky to be able to call Him my mate.

Two for One Post

I missed yesterday's post because my brother came up to visit. And well, as you may guess my brother doesn't know about our lifestyle, or this blog. So yeah. No blog post last night, as he stayed the whole night.

First off, I'm sure a lot of people are wondering what's up with the URL. I changed it from my domain name to the default Word Press one that is given when you first sign up with Word Press because I received a notification from the domain registry I had it hosted through stating that in order to keep my information safe/private I would not have to start paying a yearly fee. Fuck that. So I canceled it. I know, no warning or anything, but I wasn't going to pay them and I wasn't going to deal with it any longer than I had to.

So now my URL is (and shall remain) http://pawprintsinslavery.wordpress.com. Please update your links. :-) Thank you.

So yesterday Master and I went down to visit my mom for a while. My brother, who is currently living with my mom, had asked if he could spend the night at our place. So we said sure, and he came up and chilled with us. We went out to dinner, but mainly we just sat around the apartment, talked, relaxed, and watched Netflix.

We didn't go to bed until about 3:30am, at which point I was very tired but didn't really want to retire until everyone else did.

I got up before Master, but my brother was already awake. So we chilled for a little bit and he ran down to the gas station with me to get coffee. We sat around and chilled for a couple more hours before I took him back home.

As soon as I got back I had to do a destructive restore on our computer as it was acting up again. Once about every 6 months of so we have to do this, and start from scratch. Oh so much fun.

Thankfully I back up everything on a flash drive. Well, everything that's semi-important anyway.

Of course this took the better part of two hours before all was said and done. After that was settled Master and I fucked, and now we're just here and I'm not looking forward to work tomorrow. I don't mind having my brother up, I really don't. But since it's a 45 minute drive one way to take him back home, it doesn't feel like much of a weekend by the time he goes home. It basically feels like I've been running the entire weekend, even though I was back home by 1pm.

Oh well. Only five days of work until another weekend is here. Let the count down begin!

Good Day

First off I would like to start by saying thank you to everyone who has commented on my last post. I really appreciate it, and will be responding to the comments soon. Right now I'm sweating and trying to cool down, so I figured while I did that I would do my daily blog post.

Since talking with Master about my depression and crying (it's amazing how therapeutic that can be) I feel a lot better. I feel like I am on the right path to getting a better handle on everything.

It was only my half day at work today, so that was really nice.

Once I got home Master and I relaxed in our living room and just tried to stay cool. It was in the mid 80's today, so relaxing and not doing much was pretty much our plan for the day.

But it didn't stay that way, and I'm glad for that. We haven't been doing much lately as a couple, and I think getting out of the apartment more will help quite a bit.

So we ran to the bank, did what we needed to do there, and then went to the game store. Master traded in some of His old games, and got two different ones on His trade in alone. Yay for not spending money! After that we went to Applebee's and ate dinner. It was delicious and it was nice to sit, eat, and talk without a TV or computer distracting us.

Once we were done eating we stopped at the gas station and then headed home.

After a few hours of sitting at home, I reminded Master that we needed a rug and a new fan. He said we could do that tomorrow when we got the animals' food. I asked if I could go to the store tonight and we would still go to get the animal stuff tomorrow together. He said that was fine.

I admit I had other motives for asking. His birthday is next week, and I knew I wouldn't really have a chance to run to the store before this upcoming Thursday without Him wondering why. So off to the store I went!

I picked up the rug (which I got for $9!) and the fan, but then I wandered around wondering what to get Master for His birthday.

I had been asking Him for about two weeks now what He wanted, but the new video games He wants don't come out until later this month and I didn't want to just get Him a gift card. The video games He got today are ones that He had already played, so that just felt like a cop out to me as far as presents go.

Other than the new video games He couldn't really think of anything. So I was just looking through random departments.

I found a funny card and stuffed that into the cart. Okay, the card was done but what about a present? I wandered into the electronics department and remembered that He needed a camera case. He was keeping His camera that I got Him for Christmas last year in it's box. That's great and all, but when we want to take the camera places we end up putting it in my purse and hoping it doesn't get damaged.

So I found a nice small camera case (His digital camera isn't that large at all) that had a carry strap and some pockets to put His extra memory card in and whatever else He may want to shove in there. So I picked that up. But I felt like it wasn't enough.

So for some odd reason I found myself in the kitchen accessories aisle. Master has been wanting a nice kitchen knife cutlery set for a long time. He's never had one and whenever we have the money to get a nice one, we always forget about it. Figures, doesn't it?

I don't cook, and so I don't know the first thing about picking out a cutlery set. If you ask me to pick out bake ware, I'm all over it. So I must have spent a good 20 minutes in the aisle picking up every box within my price range and trying to choose between them. I was about to give up because none of the sets really seemed like what Master would want. But then, as I was walking away there was a set on an aisle cap, within my price range, and it looked like a really nice set. It's 17 pieces (all knives, unlike some of the other sets which had a spatula and a spoon in it?), the knives are full tang and have three rivets in the handle. Full tang? I remember that term from when Master shops for weapons! (The things you know.... *insert cheesy music here*) So I decided to pick that up as well, and if Master didn't like it I would just take it back.

Once I got home, before I walked through the door, I asked Master to close His eyes. He huffed and sighed and asked what I was up to. I just said, "Please?!" and He sighed again but closed His eyes.

I walked in, put everything down and went into the kitchen to sign the card I had literally just purchased. Then I walked over to Him and gave Him everything. He opened His eyes and smiled. He laughed at the card, and immediatley put His camera into the carry case. It fit perfectly, thankfully. He loves the case.

Then He opened the cutlery set and sat there happily putting each piece away into the wood block the set came with. I asked if it was a nice set, and He grinned and said yes.

He told me that He's never had one, and how much He's wanted one, etc. I was very pleased. I know I got Him all practical things, but He really loves them!

I wasn't about to try and hide His presents until Thursday, so He got them a bit early. But that's not really a bad thing. He just gets to enjoy them sooner.

I put the new rug down, and then started putting the fan together. As soon as I plugged it in I knew I had to take it back to the store. The housing on the motor was extremely loose and was rattling, and that was on the low setting. So I went back to the store, exchanged it, came home, put together that one, and finally everything was done.

I got a lot done today, and being busy and getting more time away from the apartment with Master really helped me feel better.

I don't feel hopeless, or lost. I feel pretty good right now.

Don't get me wrong, I am still looking at my options regarding the depression. Just because I have a good day doesn't mean the matter is settled, or that I'm "over it". Obviously I'm not. I've had it for a long time and I have my good days, and my bad ones.

Today was a good one.

Seeking Help

Just so this post doesn't get extremely confusing I'm going to try and cut through most of what brought me to this post.

Suffice to say that Master and I ended up have a very, very long talk yesterday.

I'm sure I've mentioned this in previous posts that I have suffered from depression in the past, and in fact was treated for it when I was younger (before I met Master). But since I turned 18 I haven't had health insurance and so I weaned myself off my medication and have basically been battling it myself since then.

I am not saying that Master has not helped me. But I didn't meet Him until I was 20 years old, and since I had to cope with it on my own for two years before hand, I kind of guarded it. And honestly for a while, it wasn't that bad.

Now, as I'm getting older, it's getting worse. It's lasting longer. It went from just getting bad when I was on my period, to sticking with me for a good length of time.

I fall into myself and distance myself from everything.

And I nitpick at everything, blaming the way I'm feeling on things that have nothing to do with. Why? Because I don't want to admit that my depression is in full swing. I don't want to admit that I'm not "okay".

So, after a lot of talking with Master last night and finally admitting that I'm not "okay", that I can't do this on my own, and a lot of hugs and my crying and telling Him that I'm scared, we decided to look into our options.

I still don't have health insurance. I can't sign up for it at my job until August or September and I am unable to get state insurance because my job offers it, even though I am not eligible for it at this time.

Master searched on the internet and found a possible in person support group for me to join. I contacted the individual who runs it via e-mail and am currently waiting for a reply.

I am going to wait a little while and see if this person responds.

I may look for online support groups as well.

Master is being extremely supportive. He says that if we are able to find a therapist that can help (and we can afford) that before I am put on any sort of medication, He wants to know all of the known side effects related to it before hand. He also said He'll go to the support group meetings with me, if I do end up going.

On a slightly different note, you may have noticed that my pics page is gone. The reason for that is yesterday before I finally admitted that my depression is becoming something that I can't "handle" or "control" anymore I started lashing out. Remember at the beginning of the post when I said that I'll find just about anything else to blame these feelings on?

Yeah. I did that yesterday. And the thing I blamed it on was our dynamic. We've been here before. It's happened before although quite honestly I never admitted the reason why. I explained it last night.

But before I admitted to Him the whys of it all, I told Him I just didn't want to do it anymore. So off came the collar, the cuff, and He told me I could do what I wanted with my blog, and He told me to remove the pics page. So I did delete that page.

Shortly after that outburst, and the deletion and removal of the collar and cuff I finally broke down and admitted to everything.

He said that things made a lot more sense now (even though it may not here in this blog post). Needless to say I am still His slave and He is still my Master. The pics page will be back, although maybe not in the same format.

Like I said it was a lot of talking, some of it extending into today after I got home from work.

I feel like a weight has been lifted. I also feel horrible for not telling my Husband sooner. I was trying to handle it on my own, and I failed.

He has to be the most understanding and forgiving Husband on the face of the planet to put up with me, I swear.

I love You Husband. Thank You for sticking by my side. I know it has been extremely frustrating for You, since I wasn't letting You in on everything until just last night, and for that I apologize.

Graduation

Today Master's daughter (for those of you who don't know, Master has a 14 year old daughter. She was put up for adoption at birth, and He has been a part of her life for the past year and a half now) graduated the 8th grade. She begins high school this fall.

Master and I had been invited by her and her adoptive parents earlier this year. Thankfully we got there early enough, and we were able to mingle with the adoptive family a bit before the ceremony started. His daughter looked beautiful! Unlike a lot of 14 year olds I see these days, she looked beautiful but still tastefully dressed, and her make-up was tastefully done as well. Way to go girl!

The ceremony was longer than I expected for such a small graduating class. (She lives in a smaller town.) It was two hours all told. But it was a good time. After the ceremony was finished she came over and we all stood around talking. She had been given a dozen roses, and she gave one of them to me which I thought was a really sweet gesture. She also really enjoyed her graduation present that we had brought.

But shortly there after we could all tell that she wanted to get to the dance, and have fun with her friends. So we said goodbye to everyone and headed back home.

Now it's almost midnight and Master and I are both sore from sitting in those uncomfortable chairs for so long. Not to mention a headache. Small gym, loud microphone.

But like I said, it was a good time and I'm glad we were able to go.

Good News Given, Then Revoked. Damn!

Today, I was ready to throw a mother fucking party. I was going to go to a store and buy confetti. I swear. You see shortly after I got to work V (the coworker from hell) told me that she was quitting, and that her last day at our company was going to be the 25th. She had found a different job.

I tried my best to mask my elation. I asked when she was giving her notice, and she said today. *continues to hide elation* Then she told me she wasn't sure if she should write it down or go talk to our supervisor. I told her it was really up to her. So then she asked me how she should word it, so I gave her a few suggestions.

The day flew by, and although I knew I would be super busy until they found a replacement, I was still extremely happy.

But then, around 2pm she had to go and ruin it all! She told me that she was staying, because she had called her "new job" back to find out what the rate of pay was and they offered her the same amount as she's making at our current company. She wanted $2 more an hour. Yes, the lazy bitch who suddenly has to take a week off of work cause she's "sick" whenever she runs out of personal time. The same bitch who tells our trainer that she doesn't want to do this, that, and the other thing and would probably pull the same shit with her "new job".

Her "new job" said that if she wouldn't take the rate of pay offered, they were going with a different applicant. So she declined. Gods damnit!

She said, "It's a good thing I didn't tell our supervisor yet!"

Double damn.

So I'm still stuck with her.

When I told Master all this, He said that V is stupid because hopefully soon they'll have a replacement for her and she'll be fired and be kicking herself for not taking the offer given to her at this other place.

Let's hope He's right.

Small Break From The Usual

I've lived where we are now for about 5 years. When I lived in my hometown I constantly went down by the lake, and just hung out. I really love being near water.

But since I moved here, I had never gone down by the lake. And I kind of wanted to take Radar down there to see what he would do. So I asked Master if we could go, and He said yes.

We went and the trails are beautiful back there. Absolutely gorgeous. Radar had a grand time through the trails and on the beach, but he wouldn't really get all that close to the water.

So eventually I took his leash away from Master and walked into the lake. I had my old sneakers on and a pair of jeans that are kind of old, so no big deal there.

Radar still wasn't to sure, but eventually he got in deep enough to actually swim. Although he didn't seem to enjoy it that much, and refused to go near the water after that. He had more fun on the beach with Master playing in the sand.

I really enjoyed myself though. I have always loved being near water, and so going to the lake today was a big treat for me.

Once we were home we gave Radar a bath (he had been in the lake obviously and was full of sand) and brushed him out.

Since then though Master and I have been struggling a bit to think of things to do.

I suggested sex, but we're both just now starting to fully get over the colds. Master's is still hanging on to Him pretty good though, and His neck is bothering Him, so we kind of just let that subject drop after a short period of time.

We watched TV episodes, some stand-up comedy, and have dicked around online, and that's pretty much been the rest of our day. And tomorrow it's back to work with me. It's almost 10pm and I should be going to bed in about an hour, although I don't really want to. I'm not even remotely tired.

I think I'm pretty much over my cold though. Still some pressure headaches and kind of a stuffy nose every now and then, but other than that I'm feeling pretty good.

I'm really hoping that at some point this week I get my review at work. That would be really nice. And they haven't announced who the employee of last month is yet, so I don't know if I "won" that either. I doubt I did, but it'd be nice to know one way or the other.

Wish my luck!

Nothing To See Here

Okay, I know I said that I would try to have a more in depth post today, but quite honestly I've got nothing. I woke up feeling better today but that achy feeling and pressure headaches are still hanging on to me, along with a slightly sore throat.

Master is also still sick.

So as you can imagine, there isn't a lot going on.

We went to the pet store and returned Radar's old collar and a bottle of bitter apple spray that apparently Radar felt was just extra flavoring. We got an in store credit and applied it to a new chew toy for him.

When we got home we basically each have been doing our own things all day.

So yeah, not a lot going on right now and not a lot on my mind. I'm sore, still not feeling the greatest, and just kinda here.

Boring, yes I know.

TGIF

I woke up this morning feeling worse than I did yesterday. My head felt like it had a 20 lbs weight on it, I couldn't stop blowing my nose, and my whole body ached.

But I took some cold pills, which I thought were the day time ones, only to realize later in the day when I went to take some more, that I had in fact taken the night time ones. No wonder I felt tired as hell.

But the pills did help. My nose eventually cleared up (mostly) and my head didn't feel so damn heavy. But the achy pain all over my body? Yeah. That's still with me.

Once I got home from work Master and I ate dinner, took Radar outside and brushed him (he's shedding a lot right now) and then took out the garbage.

Since then we've watched some Netflix and I took my bath.

We don't have any plans this weekend, which I'm thankful for since Master and I are not over this cold yet, which sucks. But I think with two days where we don't have to be anywhere, and can just go at our own pace, we'll both be feeling a lot better.

I know my posts have been short, but since I got this damn cold I haven't had a lot on my mind aside from get up, do what I have to do, relax, go to bed, repeat. Hopefully this weekend I can drudge up some more interesting posts.

Caught The Cold. Joy.

Well it seems that Master has officially paid me back for giving Him my head cold a little while back. I have the summer cold He has now.

I don't like taking cold or sinus meds before work, because they always make me drowsy, even if they say they are non drowsy. But I didn't really have a choice this morning, so I drugged myself.

And of course, even though they are non drowsy, I was spacey all day at work and even felt like I was going to nod off a few times.

One of my coworkers who sit by me offered to throw a stapler at me if I fell asleep. *giggles* She's so helpful.

When I got home I played with Radar for a little while after dinner and now I'm just trying to keep my eyes open. I always get this space cadet feeling when I'm on cold meds. Like I'm here, but I'm my brain isn't. I'm shuffling around, trying not to walk into walls. Yeah. Fun times.

Master still has the cold as well. Poor Daddy. :-(

Hopefully we don't keep passing it back and forth, that would suck.

My ears won't stop popping either. It's really annoying.

I can't really think of a lot to say right now. This is my first full day of having the cold, but I'm hoping that my immune system kicks it out in a day or two. Thankfully colds don't normally stick with me very long.

Another Day, Another Headache

Work kept me pretty busy today. I really hope I'm not catching Master's summer cold.

Today I've had a headache, my ears have been ringing on and off, and my throat is a little scratchy. I'm praying that it's just allergies. So tonight before I go to bed I'm taking some Benadryl. If nothing else, it'll help me sleep.

When I got home from work, Master, Radar, and I headed right out the door. We went to two different pet stores. The first one is the only pet store close by that sells Radar's dog food. So once we had that, we went to the other pet store because Radar's collar was too big.

Thankfully we found one that fit him much better, and also is kick ass! It is black, with the Jolly Roger on it. :-D Pirate puppy!

Once we got home Master made dinner, while I put Radar's tags on his new collar. Those things are a son of a bitch. It took me over 15 minutes! Gah. Hopefully this is the last time we'll have to change out his collar. This is the fourth one he's had since we adopted him.

The first one was the one he came home with which was already too small for him. The second one ended up ripping his fur out because his fur was getting caught in the o-ring on it, the third one was the one we replaced today simply because it was to big, and now the Jolly Roger collar. (I'm actually kind of glad we had to get a new one. The last one was a simple black collar and when it comes to dog collars I prefer designs on them. Yes, I'm weird. Thank you for noticing.)

And now? Now we're watching South Park and just trying to relax. Master is still sick, although He sounds better than He did yesterday. So hopefully in a few more days He'll be back to normal... well, normal for Him. ;-)

Master Is Sick

Master started not feeling well yesterday. At first we figured it was just sinuses, but it turned out to be a summer cold. So He's irritable, tired, and just all around blah. Poor Master. :-(

Today I busted my ass at work. I clocked in at 7:45am. I took a whopping 12 minute lunch, when I'm allowed to take up to 45 minutes. I clocked out, got bored, and clocked back in. I ended up staying until 5:30pm since my ride had left at 2:30pm and Master would have had to come pick me up anyway, so I figured why not just stay a little late?

For the last 15 minutes or so that I was there my trainer came over to me and asked me how I had been handling the invoices when I was doing them, because that's how she wants V to do them. Well V had already voiced that she didn't want to do things "my way", and I told the trainer that. She said, "To bad. It was more efficient, so that's how it's going to be done."

I felt a spark of pride when she said that. :-D

Master picked me up from work, we went home, ate dinner, and started watching Reno 911. Master was falling asleep in His chair so I suggested that He might want to go take a nap.

He did just that, and while He napped I created a resume for my brother. There wasn't a lot to put on it, but anything to help him get a job and relieve some of the pressure on my mom since he's living with her right now. I have a knack for making dull boring things sound professional when I'm creating a resume. So my brother wanted my help on that. No biggie.

Master just got up a little while ago. And I really don't have much else to talk about right now.

I was at work a good chunk of the day, and not much has happened since then. Mainly what's on my mind has to do with my job, such as when the hell I'm getting my review, what's going to be said at the department meeting tomorrow, things like that. Trivial, boring, bullshit basically.