To Where You Once Belong

No fancy parties or lavish meals prepared, instead we cuddled on the sofa and watched Singing in the Rain.  Seemed like an upbeat end to the year even though we're both fairly numb.  Yesterday, all the holiday stuff was boxed away for another year.  Today is the bonus holiday.  Tomorrow, the world begins to spin again. (not that it really stopped).  First day of new (old) school and meeting Lucy for coffee after the big drop off.  Daddy returns to work and life slowly goes back to something resembling normal.

Daddy decided it was in fact time to get back to where we once were.   Things were odd between us, but slowly we're making our way back.  Now, he's enforcing what he expects from his slave wife and honestly, it makes mouse feel good -- useful to have her purpose restored.  Last week, mouse paid her final 2016 penalty with some quiet corner time while Daddy looked through some paperwork in his study.  Bottom exposed to the air swirled by the heater, caused mouse some measure of embarrassment.  Like you could forget or allow your mind to wander, then the heater would kick on again as a reminder.  After mouse knelt at his feet and begged again forgiveness for everything she'd done wrong.  Mostly running her mouth when she should have listened.

He said that she deserved more but since especially the years end was difficult for both of us, he was willing to let mouse off with just that.  Daddy warned though next week he will not be so generous and mouse should know better than to cross any lines.   The ground hasn't stopped shaking for us yet. but at least now it doesn't feel like we're about to be swallowed by quicksand.