We exchanged a few text messages yesterday. They were sweet, but with purpose, a warning of sorts that the next several weeks would find him a bit busy with work. Not sure if he plans it, to give mouse a little bad news by text so he doesn't have to see her look hurt or pout. By the time he gets home from work, mouse will resolve to support him.
It's hard when he stretches himself so thinly.
Lately there's been a more pressing issue for us. It's wrapped around 5 hours or less of sleep at night. We can't function well and we've been a bit more snappish with each other. We apologize, but it's been hard. We love the routine we have, but it's just not working -- there isn't enough hours in the day.
It's complicated because we don't want to give up morning sex, or exercising and showering together. Or the corset. Really mouse loves coming downstairs in the morning fully dressed and ready for the day. Lately she's been asking him more often if she can't push something off. Then last week, when we slept in so late, it was odd to be chasing the day and yet feeling so rested. Something must change, but we're selfish and love how this time together is forcing us to connect more. It's intimate.
When he came home from work, we talked about what to do, or maybe rather what he's decided we will do. Daddy hasn't any answers yet, he loves our time together but short of going to bed at 8pm its just not possible to continue this pace. It's just a shame, a sad shame any of it must stop. As if nailing it down, Daddy fell asleep as he pondered over what course we'll take next.
Still, whatever he decides is fine with mouse. He'll work it out to a solution that makes sense for us.