Since last Thursday, Master has been on vacation. We didn’t go anywhere, nor did we have plans to go anywhere. The idea was to spend a quiet week at home, just hanging out together. Our bodies however had other ideas. Instead of enjoying some much needed R&R we only got one R. Rest. And not much at that. Both of us woke up Friday morning of last week with some version of strep throat. Our tummies hated everything we ate or drank (even water) and our bodies fought off fevers and aches and pains. We spent his entire vacation sick and sick of being sick.
Today is Tuesday, and he goes back to work tomorrow. I hate that we’ve spent his vacation time ill, but I’m glad we didn’t go anywhere at the same time (could you imagine how much it would suck had we decided to go to the beach and then spent the whole time sick in a hotel room?!).
Anyway, I’m battling the last of this nasty bug (I hope this is the last of it anyway). I promised a reader I would write about how Master and I met, fell in love and began our path to BDSM and I feel awful for not writing it out yet. I’ll get around to it I swear, lol.
In the meantime, if you need me, I’ll be the one under the covers pretending I’ve nothing better to do than sleep. (At least until the kids get home from school, then I can be found in the kitchen making snacks and cleaning up messes)
Peace, Love, Happiness and Fevers,