Sweet Release

Hard, hard, hard week.

Things are beyond nutzo at work. 

I was stranded twice by my car this week.  Once was my doing. Left some lights on and completely drained the battery.  The second time I think she (yes, my car is a she -- although I wonder sometimes because she has a stick!) just flat out rebelled against my mistreatment of her.

But mostly, and it's a BIG MOSTLY, is because Sir has been away this week and we've had far less MUCH MUCH MUCH LESS opportunity to be together.  I've known for a while this week was coming.  Last week I was so sad as it approached.  But, I had a lightning bolt thought early this week that helped me.  I thought if Sir has to hear E   V   E   R   Y   D   A  Y this week how sad I was, then I would not be doing a very good job of serving him and making him happy.  So I decided quickly that having a good attitude could be a way that I serve him.

That decision helped my attitude. Immensely. But, it didn't make me miss Sir any less.

This morning, though, we had a little extra time.  And we used every minute of it!  Oh, it was so wonderful to be with him.  Such a sweet release after a week of near abstinence.  Badly needed by both parties.

SSO