Tainted Love
Ok. That title has absolutely nothing to do with my life or this post. LOL. The song is playing on MTV at the moment and my fingers typed it on their own.
Been quiet - very quiet - lately. I guess that’s cuz life is quiet.
We’re struggling with money and it’s got me down.
Thankfully our relationship isn’t being much effected by it. Things are still just sort of smooth sailing in the D/s arena, both of us forgiving easily any snappish or odd behavior because we totally understand the stress the other is under.
I’ve been pretty focused on my diet and exercise program lately.
I joined Sparks people and I’m working really hard on tracking calories and learning what a portion size looks like - and how many portions of what kinds of food I can eat every day and actually feel and be healthy.
I continue with the daily yoga - though I don’t know if I’ve even mentioned that here - and I’m improving every week.
I can now touch my toes fairly easily!
And attempting to do it with Taylor in the house some days is a true test of submission.
It never fails that he either calls me from outside or the basement to interrupt me - or starts talking and pointing stupid video clips out to me while I”m trying to focus on breath and position.
The other day I even decided I deserved “slave of the day” award because he interrupted me SIX times during one forty minute session even though I’d, nicely, requested he not call me for an hour so I could get it done. So, yes, he knew what I was doing and called that many times anyhow. I held my tongue, held my sighs, gritted my teeth and patiently listened to the”updates” he HAD to give me on gopher holes or motorcycle parts or something. Sure, he was ruining my yoga but…
No sense both of us being buttheads, right? I listened, responded sweetly, and went back to yoga…Â cursing him soundly in my head as a sort of mantra. Lol.
And that, my friends, is about it.
Perhaps the deep thought bug will bite me soon but for now….
Life is quiet.
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