I’ve been home now for four days. If it wasn’t for the work, i’d be ready to go back to work. I know there will be plenty piled up for me to do and catch up on.
So in the past four days i’ve read several slave/sub’s blogs and tinkered a little on FetLife. And what is up with BlogSpot? I still can’t read Baby’s blog or any other supported by Blogspot. FetLife pretty much just irritates the heck out of me. I see the same questions over and over, the same answers over and over, maybe; just depends on who’s answering. How many times do we need these terms defined? Master, slave, masochist, sadist and submissive. Maybe it’s how many different ways we need them defined…until, the definition fits whoever is asking. I donno, i’m babbling. There are firm, correct definitions to each of those words. You either ARE or ARE NOT one of them. Simple, right? I do remember a time when i needed answers and had questions. So i do understand that. But now, i don’t. I know what i am. I am comfortable with what and who i am and i have stopped trying to analyze myself and others to death. I found a site a few months ago that I really liked. It’s Humbled Females. It’s cut and dried, plain and simple and very easy to understand. It may be a little over the top for some. However, they have some very good Essays for those who are seeking answers. There’s a great essay on What is a Master (and what is not). It’s a most awesome writing. I’ve linked Humbled Females here on my blog, too.
On another note, i am missing my Master so very much. It’s been hard lately for us to get together as much as we did last summer when we met. I got spoiled to seeing him almost every week, or at least every other week. His job is very frustrating for him right now and he has other very important obligations, too. So, i kept my slave’s mindset today and busied myself by straightening up our toy drawer and putting a leather handle on the wicked stick. It was too long for the toy drawer so now it’s hanging in the closet with the new cane and our other longer implements. I hope Master likes it.
The Wicked Stick
Later, in keeping with my “healthy” ideals, i went for a long walk with a friend and soaked up some sunshine, then came home and swept out my garage. My car has lots of room now that son isn’t here.
Now it’s just me, the TV and a good nights rest. Take care!
Me.
