I"ll live.
It's been a rough few weeks. Several weeks. Almost a month.
Family problems first. A family member passed away. Sad in itself. With my family, though, any "family" happening just brings an extra load of stress for me. Endless questions about why things are so messed up... Sir says that I want the family in the Norman Rockwell Thanksgiving painting. He's probably right. Truth is I'd settle for any sort of normality.
And in the midst of that another family issue. It's been ongoing. Stressful.
Whenever I have to deal with my family, I honestly feel like I'm living in the Twilight Zone. Total Bizarro Land. Usually leaves me just reeling. Spiraling. Down.
And then I got sick. Bronchitis first. Then a sinus infection. I thought I had gotten over it, but then it came back. After 3 weeks and two rounds of anti-biotics, I'm finally feeling better.
Sir has been wonderful. He's promised we will make up for last time though. LOL. My next spanking my bottom is likely to be red instead of very, very pink. We played some this past week. A little more this weekend. He's wonderful. He's a dream really. He keeps me so grounded.
So...I'm feeling better. I'll live. There was never any real question that I wouldn't, but it is good to be on the mend.
SSO
