It's now the first of May, in just about a little more than month we'll be heading to the lake, which means the blog will again go on hiatus. Daddy's been working somewhat with mouse, to improve the mindfulness thing he wants her embrace. It seems to gently increase the submissive feelings in mouse.
We also decided that mouse will continue to journal her thoughts while we are at the lake, but those posts will be saved until we return. They might be condensed into longer or shorter posts with some maybe saved for the other companion blog. More on that later though.
What currently has mouse twitching was something he mentioned the other night when mouse wasn't supposed to be listening to him but focused on the taste and smell of his cock. He said something about the change in surroundings will give mouse a mental respite from daily constraints so that she can easily be retooled to understand a deeper purpose.
Cryptic no? When mouse paused the sucking action a firm yank brought her back to task. Much quicker mouse was lost in the pleasure of him. Although the thoughts had shifted to replaying mentally what he said and trying to negotiate a meaning for it.
His only answer, when she asked about it later, was that time will tell. Not at all satisfying. It's the closely related cousin of "not an appropriate question, slave." The good news is that the invasion of family and friends is not scheduled for around a month -- at least that's the current plan. In mid August we'll be back for a short time, to get the back-to-school shopping and other things in order, then we have an end of summer trip planned to attend a family wedding.
Until then, it's mouse's job to make sure we have all we'll need for the 2 and a half months. Including, kid toys, bikes, DVDs and gaming stuff that doesn't require Internet (for rainy days). This isn't including the clothes and sandals...swimming stuff, lake floats...
Don't get mouse started on food either. The small town has few amenities, laundry mat this time mouse is hopeful she won't have to use. We had a washer put in toward the tale end of last summer. Clothes will have to line dried though. Which reminds mouse she'll have to bring pegs (can you hear her shudder as she considers what else they will used for). There's an ice cream shop and general store that's hideously overpriced and will be avoided. There is a fancy market around an hour from the lake we'll grocery shop at, so mouse will have to be extra careful on lists. The biggest thing will be the farmer's market that ran twice a week last summer will hopefully be back. Hopefully the lemon tree will be feeling generous again this year so we'll have lots of fresh lemonade.
It's a lot of work, but in the end it's totally worth it.
It's also very different from home, since there's no tv, radio or Internet -- there's always some sense or boredom for mouse at least in the beginning, but Daddy assured mouse that won't be an issue this time.
Why do those simple words meant to be a comfort, leave mouse unsettled?