This blog contains information that is adult in nature. If you are underage please leave at once.


Sunday, December 18, 2016

Love Lies Waiting


It isn't every day this happens, where the slave becomes completely fed up and does the exact opposite of what her Owner demands of her.  It just wasn't working, and each week that passed seemed to make things worse or they got worse all by themselves.  It's obvious 2016 isn't finished screwing with us and being apart was too great.  It began when He called and said that He might not be able to make it for Christmas after all.  He is beyond stressed at this point between work, and everything else that's gone wrong since summertime.  

After hanging up the phone mouse sat in her kitchen contemplating what if anything she could do.  Only one thought continued to circled her mind.  We need to move.  We need to move to where he is, because nothing works now.  In the garage still folded and stacked from summer, were many boxes and just like that mouse began filling them.  The next day she went to the school to explain the situation and they contacted the old school.  School records were sent and registration forms faxed, filled out and faxed back.  All in all, the whole process took maybe ninety minutes.  

The peanut gallery had no complaints at all, pizza and junk foods helped.  

Then movers were called, and surprisingly fate was with us, instead of having to wait weeks, they could handle our move within a few short days.  That didn't give mouse a lot of time, but quickly wrote the check anyway.  No looking back.  

Days passed with only a few words from Omega, which has been the common thing lately. He's been divided between work, hospitals and other places for too long.  It's not that he's forgotten about us, or is out having fun, he's exhausted.  He's living in a house that has furniture essentially in two rooms, his study and the main bedroom.  Yes, mouse kept all this from him. 

Yes, it sounds crazy, it sounds horrible but he's lost his ability to rationally think this through. There's no excuse that makes what mouse did right, except it was the right thing to do.  

Omega lost his ability to be objective.  

There, it's been said.  

No way could any of this been accomplished in a such a short time without the help of Lucy and Schroeder, who immediately jumped in to help, going far above and beyond -- which included moving the piano.  Really you can't say much more than that.  He organized the extra hands needed and drove the truck himself -- taking his own time off from his busy holiday schedule to help us.  

Like that, things were falling into place and mouse held her breath because it all seemed too easy -- nothing this year has gone this well and yeah, mouse took it all as a huge sign that this was supposed to happen.  

We arrived on a bitterly cold Tuesday, just last week.  Lucy set to work helping with unpacking, while mouse directed kids and animals, not to mention the movers to where things needed to go.  Kids did their part of unpacking their bedrooms and mouse set to work organizing her things.  By afternoon, most everything was in place.  It took us longer to move out than back.  Details were put in place, pictures and paintings rehung on their hooks left behind, it fell together so easily mouse marveled over it.  

By the afternoon the refrigerator was completely restocked with plenty of food and by evening, soup was bubbling on the stove that didn't come from a can and a chicken was roasting in the oven.  Schroeder brought a Christmas tree to give the kids something to do.  There were some casualties, a few broken ornaments (one quite special) and three broken dishes.  

Nervously mouse waited, and Omega still unaware.  It was around that time mouse began considering the enormity of what she'd done.  Would he be pissed?  What would the reaction be?  For once, mouse hoped for silence.  Or happiness...that would be good.  

He got home late that evening, and paused after opening the door.  Dogs ran to greet him, just like any night.  Candles lit, Christmas Tree glowing, kids smiling screaming "Daddy's Home".  

He was quiet, processing as he looked around the house at the furniture that surely wasn't there that morning when he left.  

"How?" 

That was the only word he could manage as he picked up his daughter and hoisted her up into the air. Then listened to the kids prattling on (which mouse was totally grateful for).  

He sat at the table, he ate a hot meal but didn't say much more.  He was still processing it all.  The kids chattered about getting an extra long winter break and excited to see old friends.  That might have been when it struck him this was permanent. 

Later that evening he asked again, "How?"  Not why just how.  

So mouse quickly explained that she got lucky and prattled through the whole thing.  Then he said to start over slower this time.  So mouse recounted the whole thing.  Lucy, Schroeder, and everyone that helped make this happen.  We couldn't be apart any longer.  Who knows how long this all will last and Omega needs help.  He doesn't want to admit it but he does need some support.  Lucy has mouse's back, but who has his?  Who can he lean on?  

Without any flinching or stammering,  mouse simply told him, "I took back my power, and I know it's wrong. I should have told you but you would have said no, like you've been saying for months now, and if you want to punish me for this, well, I'll see you on Thursday."

He said nothing.  Bedtime finally came and we went to bed with mouse kneeling beside the bed, asking permission.  He just flipped back the blankets.  Really couldn't tell what he was thinking.

In the morning he let mouse sleep in, showered and made his own coffee.

When she woke a few hours later, body still aching from from the more, mouse found a note from him.
  • Call the housekeeper and arrange for her to start coming in biweekly again.  
  • Call the cleaning service and handyman to come out to the lake house to ready it for winter. The number can be found in my book in the study.
  • You might want to call the cable company to reinstate beyond basic cable.  
  • Buy our friends a bottle of Bourbon to thank them.  
Then he added, a "welcome home" to the bottom.

Later after completing her short list and letting him know it was finished, we did finally talk and he caught mouse up on everything that's been going on.  The unedited version.  It was so much more worse than mouse originally thought and he was actually happy to have us home.  He just didn't know what to say, but said it was completely overwhelming for him.  He felt loved.

He later explained better, it wasn't that he didn't want us to come back, the reality was that he's wanted it for a while, but he didn't want to deal with moving us back.  It was just one more thing he didn't have time to deal with and now he really didn't have to worry about it.  

35 comments:

  1. Sometimes our love has to be stronger than the confines of our dynamics and we have to take that leap of faith to save them from going off the cliff or leaving them in a pile of rubble.
    So happy to read this, Mouse. Love and light to you and Omega.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Yes! This. Beautifully put!

      Love to you and yours,
      m

      Delete
  2. This post reminds me why I love reading your blog....LOVE shines through in each word. Omega, please so not punish mouse. Whatever stresses you are going through, mouse has your back unconditionally.
    Hyacinth

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thank you and no, no punishment for that, we have his word.

      He was surprised to say the least and it was the only happy surprise recently.

      Hugs,
      mouse

      Delete
  3. Happy Christmas to you all; mouse, Omega and your wonderful family xxxx

    ReplyDelete
  4. This makes me so happy.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Smiling for you both...
    Merry Christmas, indeed. :-)

    ReplyDelete
  6. I am very happy you are home and wish you all a peaceful joyous and loving holiday season

    ReplyDelete
  7. Given the two bus and a train situ to get here and comment, I rarely comment. But I always read and you might remember my initial commentary.

    I also virtually never use a certain tone anywhere in this realm but find it only fitting in this instance.

    Good girl

    ReplyDelete
  8. Welcome home Mouse!! Sincere best wishes for a joyous Christmas to you, Omega, and the kids. May the coming year be far better than this one, for all of you.

    Rick

    ReplyDelete
  9. Reading Omega's response brought tears to my eyes, Mouse. Sometimes you just have to do what you know is best for your man and family. As the old saying goes "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead!" Wishing all of you a very Merry Christmas!

    Hugs and blessings...Cat

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Yes, this was it, no looking back and full steam ahead. It's nice being back, now if mouse can figure out where her reading list vanished to life would be better.

      Hugs,
      mouse

      Delete
  10. Hi Mouse, welcome home! I am so sorry it has been such a difficult year and so thrilled for you that made the decision you did and that the move went smoothly.

    I hope you, Omega and kiddos have a wonderful and joyous Christmas.

    Hugs
    Roz

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. It was scary simple. Really. Everything just fell into place. Moving out was smooth, but there were hiccups this time, it was like glass.

      Hugs
      mouse

      Delete
  11. Yayyyyy Mouse. So happy your plan worked out.

    Happy Holidays to you and the family!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks! It's good to be back. No more clicking the ruby slippers together...

      :)

      Delete
  12. I am so happy I am actually crying. Being together is the right thing, however it happened.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. It is for us, especially now. Daddy does need us and we all need him.

      Hugs,
      m

      Delete
  13. Brava!!! The bravery that leap of faith took is an inspiration sweety. Good instincts. I teared up reading this. I am so happy for all of you. Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Guess it was brave, or just dumb luck. We're happy to be back...It wasn't an easy decision to make, probably a good thing that mouse didn't spend a lot of time thinking about it. :)

      Love to you too!

      Delete
  14. OMGoodness mouse that is a hugely brave thing you did. You probably won't have to turn in your slave card, since it seems Omega wanted this as much as you did. We just moved yet again (back on the continent) and Master assures me (again) this is the last move. It's hard though, I've walked into the closet twice looking for the potty.

    Happy Christmas and I hope your New Year is grand,
    Sadie

    ReplyDelete
  15. So happy, mouse!
    Merry Christmas!!!

    ReplyDelete
  16. Gods mouse, you've had just awful luck! I'm glad you're home with Omega where you belong. And your family is in my thoughts. *hugs*

    Isabel

    ReplyDelete
  17. Home is where the heart is - that should be where the hearts are. You two need to be together. I'm sorry it didn't work out but it seems to me you're where you need to be. Kudos for moving back, a brave thing for anyone to do, slave or not.
    hugs
    DF

    ReplyDelete
  18. A brave decision you made to move back. Makes happy reading Mouse. I am so pleased for you both.

    Wishing you, Omega and the children a wonderful Christmas and best wishes for the New Year.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

    ReplyDelete
  19. You're a beast mouse. A woman knows her man:) submissive and all ❤ so happy you're home

    ReplyDelete
  20. Welcome back home. I hope that 2017 is a very happy one with you all together again. I have to say I smiled right through this post. Kudos to you!

    ReplyDelete
  21. I'm glad you took the risk for your family. Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do, and in this cause your instincts were spot on. Hoping for a happier and healthier 2017 for yous!

    ReplyDelete
  22. Just now reading this and it's so sweet and loving for both of you that I'm crying. In the hair salon getting my hair colored. Oh well. 💜

    ReplyDelete

Comments are suspended for now.

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.