Can't Think of a Title

Work is currently draining my ability to think coherently. So I decided screw tying to think of a title. *laughs*

Work was very, very busy today. There is a lot of hustle and bustle at the office currently. Way to much work. Thankfully my coworker, whom I normally bitch about, is actually doing her job and helping me when I need it. I appreciate it and have been telling her that as well.

I also had to thank her today because sometimes when I get stressed for a prolonged period of time, such as I was at work today, it seems to some how effect my blood sugar.

About two hours before the end of my shift, my blood sugar plummeted. My hands were shaking, my eyes couldn't focus very well, and I had one hell of a headache. I got some coffee, to try and get some sugar in my system. The theory behind that is I take my coffee as so: "I'd like a little coffee with my sugar please."

But that wasn't cutting it. At least not fast enough. My coworker saw my hands shaking when I reached for some paperwork and she asked if I was okay. I told her that I am hypoglycemic and that my blood sugar was really low. I didn't have any change on me for the vending machine. She rummaged around in her desk and pulled out some candy. She handed it to me and said she understood, because her brother is the same way. I thanked her and the candy did the trick.

However, since my job is 95% data entry, and we were very busy today my right hand is hurting me. It feels really tight and my fingers won't stop cracking when I flex them. So I think I will cut this post short and give my hand a rest.

One more thing before I go.

I am so glad that tomorrow is Friday.

Hump Day

Well it's Wednesday.

I don't really have a lot to blog about right now. Master and I have been getting up in the morning, going to work, and then He picks me up from work after He gets out. We go home, we eat dinner, we watch a movie, and we go to bed.

Master is still trying to get used to His new sleep schedule and being on His feet for 8 hours a day. So He's tired and sore when He gets home.

Me? My job is stressful at the moment. Busy, busy, busy. The whole company is running around like chickens with their heads cut off. It's crazy. But it shouldn't be to much longer before we calm back down and this massive rush of work is done with.

Tonight we watched Iron Man. Once the movie was done, I sat at the foot of His recliner and rested my head against His leg. He played with my hair a bit (which I love) and asked me what was up. I just smiled at Him and said that since He started His new job we hadn't been cuddling a lot lately because this whole week we've both been exhausted. And yes. I realize it's only been two days. But Master and I are highly affectionate with one another, so when we don't cuddle and all that except when we're sleeping, I miss it rather quickly.

He apologized and I told Him not to worry about it because I've been very tired and sore as well. So I completely understand... I just wanted a little bit of attention.

He smiled and scratched me behind my ear. Now Master is playing a video game and trying to get His muscles to relax. I'm just trying to stay awake. Plain and simple.

So where as it is hump day, I doubt that any actual humping is going to occur. Like I said, I understand... Plus I'm sure we'll make up for it this weekend. ;-)

Sleep Is Our Friend

Last night Master and I were both extremely tired. I apparently worked a 10.17 hour work day yesterday, according to my time clock at work. No wonder I was exhausted.

But Master and I stayed up until our normal bedtime of 11pm, talking and just enjoying being home with one another. When we went to bed, we quickly passed the hell out.

This morning His alarm went off at 6am. I reset the alarm for myself once I was sure He was awake and out of bed. He woke me up to say goodbye and give me a kiss. I got out of bed at 6:45am. I could have just gotten up when He did, but that extra half hour of sleep or so is important. *nods*

I got up and got ready for work. It was weird having to make sure the dog was put away, that the coffee pot was unplugged and turned off... etc. Master has been home for the past two months, so He did all of those things in the morning. Now that He is on an earlier shift than I am, that's my job. I think I must have checked everything at least three times to make sure it was all squared away before I finally walked out the door.

Today was extremely busy at work for the first four hours or so. Then after that? I was bored to tears.

News on the KB front. (You know, the fiance of my mother-in-law who just had quadruple bypass surgery... yeah that guy.) He came home yesterday.

He can't go back to work for eight more weeks. And since they are not yet married my mother-in-law can't take FMLA. Although they couldn't really afford for her to do that anyway. But really, KB should have someone home with him while he recovers for the next two weeks or so.

But their plan is for her to go to work, come home on her lunch break to check on him, go back to work, and then spend the evening with him. I'm honestly not to sure that's the best idea in the world... but it's not my relationship, not my health, and not my business. So I don't comment on it to them.

I'll be glad when this week, and Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday of next week are done. Next week I get a four day weekend and so does Master! Yay!

Again Master is sore, and we are both tired. But soon enough He'll be used to His new job and it'll get easier.

Very Proud Of My Hubby

Last night Master and I retired to the bedroom. It was about 11pm and He asked me if I was tired. I said no, and He said "Good", and pulled me close to Him. He claimed me once again, and it was again incredible. *sighs happily*

We then curled up and drifted off to sleep.

Well actually neither of us slept very well. Whenever I know I have to get up earlier than my usual time on a work day, I never sleep well because I'm afraid of sleeping through the alarm clock going off.

And Master didn't sleep well because He knew He had to get up and be off to His first day of work.

He was up before I was, and I got up at 5am. Poor Daddy. :-(

I got dressed for work and I have to say that I am loving my new boots and jacket. Both are very comfortable, and I love the look of them.

We talked for a while before BC picked me up. I wished Him luck on His first day, gave Him a kiss, and headed out the door.

I started work at 6am. And even though Master was only without a job for a little over two months, I got very used to Him calling me throughout the day. I missed hearing from Him. But I was also very glad to know that He was at His new job.

He did call me a little after 3:30pm to let met know He was home from work and that He would be able to pick me up so I didn't have to take the bus.

On the way home He told me all about His day and I couldn't help but feel this smile creep across my face. I am so happy for Him. It sounds like this job is going to work out well for Him, and I am very proud of Him for sticking with it and for continuing to contact the job during the two months that He was waiting for an interview to be scheduled. His persistence paid off, and now He's working there! Yay Master!

Once we got home Master took a shower, as He didn't have time to do that before He picked me up from work. I then took care of the dog, ran down to the store and grabbed some things we needed, and then picked up a pizza for dinner. We need to go grocery shopping and we were both to tired and lazy to do it tonight.

Now we're just relaxing and getting through the evening. It's nice to relax with one another and not have to worry about Him getting a call in the middle of the night to go into work, like at His last job.

So another work day for the both of us tomorrow.

Shopping Adventure

Okay, so it really wasn't an adventure per say. But Master and I hardly ever go shopping for clothes/jackets/shoes together.

Normally it's for games, or movies, or electronics.. you know. The fun stuff!

I much prefer shopping for electronics, personally.

But Master needed some new clothes for His job that He starts tomorrow, and I needed a new jacket and new shoes for work. So off to the mall we went.

We hit Sears first and Master found literally everything He needed there. First we found Him a new pair of steel toes. They were a bit pricey, but He wanted a taller pair of steel toes to give Him more ankle support and they look like they can take a beating. So bonus there. He tried on two different pairs, decided which ones He liked more, and that was done.

From there we went over to the men's clothing. He got two new denim shirts. (His job suggested that He wear those unless He would like to buy a uniform through them, which He may do at a later point.) We also had decided that He should get a separate jacket to wear specifically to work and back, since it would most like get extremely dirty. So He found a jacket that He liked. Okay, that was the end of His shopping, well as far as needs went.

So we remain in Sears and go over to the women's shoes. He pointed out one pair, that I kinda liked. I tried them on and noticed that there wasn't a lot of cushion to the sole of the boot. I had started to just say fuck it, and buy the pair anyway because I hate shoe shopping. But Master said that since I walk so much at work, that I should make sure they are comfortable. Yes Master.

So we look around a little bit more and He pointed out another pair. I loved the look of them, and they were very comfy. So we got those.

I also needed a new jacket. My leather jacket, which I love, has rips all over the lining, and also the zipper broke and only works when it wants to. So we went to the jackets section, but I'm very particular about my jackets. I didn't see any I liked. So we left that store.

While we walked around Master ducked into a game store and purchased another game that we both like, so that we can fight each other on it when the mood strikes. That was the only "fun" thing we got today. I'm proud of us.

We hit three different clothing stores, each time I couldn't find a jacket. Blah!

I was about to give up hope, but I knew I needed a new jacket like now. So we stopped at one final clothing store. By this point I was getting a little dizzy cause I needed something to eat. And also as I said I hate clothes shopping, so I was getting annoyed. But thankfully we found a jacket for me! I love it. It's very comfortable. It was more expensive than I normally like, but my jackets normally last me a few years. So I couldn't really complain.

We came home, ate dinner, put everything away and spent the rest of the evening relaxing.

We both have to get up before the sun rises tomorrow, but neither of us are tired and it's damn near 10pm. Blah.

But we've been having incredible sex.

Last night Master had me wear one of my new outfits. He had me get out of it and He was all over me. He was biting every inch of skin He could get His teeth on. My back, my throat, my thighs, my tits, my ass... everything. It was very hot.

He was very rough and verbal when He fucked me and I was cum drunk by the time we curled up and fell asleep.

Then this morning He wakes me up by fucking me again. That is so much better than an alarm clock. ;-)

Hhhmm..

Today we went down to my mother's for a little while. I have been spacey all damn day because I took a Benadryl. Non-drowsy my tail. After we went to my mother's we had an early dinner and then went to a store to get rabbit food.

When we got home I ended up falling asleep on my slave mat. I couldn't really wake up very easily. Master would tell me to get up and it was like I was in a haze. So Master suggested that I go take my bath and put on one of my new outfits. While I did that I asked Him to make me some coffee so I could wake up a bit more.

So here I am, clean, in a new outfit, drinking coffee at 9pm.

I like this new outfit. But it made me realize how much I do not like my stomach. I have put on about 10 - 15 lbs in the past year or so, and I don't like it. Master says I look great. That He loves the way I look. But I personally feel that I could stand to lose about... you guessed it... 10 - 15 lbs. It's a small weight loss goal.

But I know that as a body ages, it seems to be harder to get rid of unwanted weight gain. So I figure I'm 26 now, turning 27 in March, I might as well try to get rid of it now, and keep it off. Rather than letting it go and ending up with more weight gain and a lower self-esteem.

For those of you who are wondering.. I'm 5ft1 and around 120 lbs right now. No, that isn't a typo. And please no comments of "Pffftt... 120 lbs. Shut up little girl."

This is about my own self image, which is somewhat fragile at times. I need to stop eating so much junk. I think when we go grocery shopping I'll ask Master if I can buy some healthier snacks for when I'm at work. This will not only help with weight loss, but will also help me feel better all around. Or at least I'm hoping it does.

Now I just have to figure out what kind of healthy snacks would be easy to have at work. Research here I come.

Instead of a bag of chips.. maybe some Sun Chips, which taste really good and are good for you. I'll just have to keep a closer eye on things. I don't want to "let myself go". I want to remain attractive to Master. I know He still finds me attractive. I weighed about as much as I do now when we first met, if not a little bit more.

But I also want to continue feeling good about myself. I would like to get a small exercise routine going as well. That is more for health issues and for helping my fibromyalgia as well. Stretching and things of that nature help control fibromyalgia flair ups. Or at least they do in my case.

So I am going to ask Master to help me with this goal of mine, by helping me eat less healthy foods. Or at least not such big portions of it. And having me keep up on such things.

Before I Forget

This is to make up for my lack of posting yesterday. It was a very long, busy day.

BC picked me up and took me to work. Work was okay, but I found out that due to the move that the company is making in a couple of weeks we are going to be slammed between now and then. Joy. So maybe it's a good thing that BC has to pick me up at 5:15am on Monday. I'll get some extra hours in and be able to at least try and get a head start.

I got out of work at noon. Master picked me up and we were going to meet His dad for lunch at 1pm. Well Master took the scenic route home. That was nice. Sometimes I just enjoy the long way home ya know? We still would have shown up about a half an hour early, so Master asked if I wanted to get some new stockings. I blinked and said, "You want to go to the porn shop before we go have lunch with Your dad?" He shrugged and said, "Why not?"

Okay then. *laughs*

See when I get new stockings they are usually from the local porn shop. So off to the porn shop we go! Well, Master bought me a new pair of thigh high stockings, two new outfits, and a tank top I found in there that I love which reads, "Real women have tattoos." :-D

So we got back in the car after checking out and went to the resturant where we were supposed to meet up.

Well, I got to meet my father-in-law for the first time. And Master got to meet His two younger half-sisters for the first time. I got a nice big hug right away and he said that he was glad to finally meet me. My father-in-law is taller than Master. And Master is 6ft4.

And with me being only 5ft1 I felt bad that he had to hunch over so far to give me a hug.

So we sat down and had lunch. It was great! We talked and exchanged stories. It was a blast and a half. I really like him. He's a very down to earth guy.

This may sound like a weird way to explain it, but I'm going to try anyway. My mother-in-law when I first met her would say things "behind my back" to Master about how I was so young, and later on down the line I might decide to leave Him because He was "to old" for me. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?!

So that didn't start us off on the right foot. And also, my mother-in-law is a very.... white collar person. A yuppie if you will. And while there is nothing wrong with that, I've never really been comfortable around yuppies. I don't fit in with them. I have a white collar job, but I always have been and always will be a blue collar girl. Just like Master. He is a very blue collar type person.

I grew up in a blue collar family, on both sides. And it doesn't help that whenever Christmas or my birthday comes around my mother-in-law buys me clothes. Which is nice of her, but she buys me clothes that I would call "work clothes". Ya know, clothes that are appropriate for the office. Which is great! Saves me the trouble of having to buy them. But then she asks me why I never wear them outside of work. And I have tried to explain to her that that isn't my style of dress outside of work. I'm a jeans and a t-shirt kind of gal. And she harps on me about it. And I end up feeling like she is trying to play dress up with a doll and make me into a younger version of herself. (Ew! Bad! No!)

Where as for the short period of time that I got to visit with my father-in-law, I could instantly tell that he is also a blue collar individual. So I felt very, very relaxed around him. As if I was talking to my own father. Ya know?

So anywho. We leave and as we're leaving my father-in-law notices that one of Master's half sisters who is all of 12 years old, is taller than me. He starts picking on me about it and I just laugh with him. I'm used to it, and it in good humor. It wasn't like he was pointing and laughing.

We go home for about a half and hour and then go down to my father's house. We had originally planned to do that today, but yesterday afternoon worked better for my dad. So okay. We went down there for a few hours. I hadn't seen my dad in a couple of months, so it felt good to catch up with him.

After that, we came home again and SS calls and says she can't come over until about 11pm. I said that was fine. So she comes over, and we hang out for a bit. We go to a local bar and have a few drinks and talk about this, that and the other. Around 1:30am we come back to our apartment and talk until 3:30am. She decided to head home and get some sleep.

I was somewhat thankful for that. Not because I wasn't having a good time, but because I had been up since 6:30am Friday morning. I was a tired kitten.

So Master and I drag ourselves to the bedroom and go to sleep.

Today we are going down to my mother's house. I'm surprised I got up at 9:30am today, since we went to bed so late. But the phone rang and I noticed Master wasn't in bed anymore, so I couldn't fall back asleep. So here I am typing out this novel of a blog post. *giggles*

I'm sure I'll do another post at some point today. But there you have it. Our fun filled Friday. :-)