Daddy

It is the end of December. We are getting closer to Him coming home - Just a few more weeks. A while back we started talking about how using the title Master or Sir just did not fit our relationship anymore. He is my world. He is loving and caring and likes to make me smile. We are not about protocol or rituals (we do have some though). We are about love, and structure, and Him providing for me.

It has become more clear to us the more we have talked during this deployment. I have found that I like calling him Daddy. It isn't as weird as I thought it would be. I like Him taking care of me and the new title just shows how much He really does for me. I know everything may change when He comes home. We have not tried any of this in person. 

A few days ago He told me to take a nap. I was exhausted and have not slept much since He left. It was wonderful. I actually slept for 3 hours and woke up feeling great. I didn't wake up with guilt over not doing anything. I didn't worry about not finishing my chores. I just took a nap, like a child, because He told me to. It was a huge eye opener.

I worry about when He comes home and we try this in person. I am afraid it will sound silly or make me giggle. Or even worse - not work for Him the way it does for me. I know the overall structure of our relationship will not change. I know He will always provide for me. I know He will always be the leader of our relationship but what if He decides He wants more protocol. What if He wants a true "slave" with all the rules and restrictions? I really like the way the DD/lg is building and I don't think I want to go back.

The distance is really starting to wear me down. I have lots of time alone to think about things that I would never question if He was home. Oh well...Just a few more weeks. 

Holidays and Stress

The holidays are almost gone and I think I will survive. Christmas, my birthday, and Sir's birthday were really really hard for me. You could just look at me and I would almost burst into tears. I was lucky because all the grandparents came to see us for Christmas and they helped me with the kids so much. We spent a lot of time cooking with the boys and laughing with each other. Over all it was a great day - with a huge hole.

So one more holiday and it is done. New Years has never been a big deal for us so I think I will be ok. The boys are going to spend a few days with my parents and their cousins so I will get a lot of sleep and maybe catch a movie or two.

The deployment is almost over and then the real fun will start. I am so excited to move and get a fresh start. We have so much to do in the next few months that it can be overwhelming at times. My lists are out of control and I am running around like a mad woman. House selling/buying is crazy and sometimes I think we may end up homeless (or in base housing which is NOT what I want).

Phone Calls and Orgasms

Being lonely has become the normal for me lately but Daddy has really helped me cheer up. We have had two wonderful phone sessions that actually helped me feel more connected to Him.

He is having problems "finishing" on His own. He has spent a lot of time the last few weeks trying but has found that porn and pictures and stories just don't do it anymore. He needs me! (Talk about making a slave feel loved!) He called me during one of these moments when the need was there but the ending was no where in sight. Thankfully I know what works for Him. I described a wonderful blow job and all the little details that He loves so much. He was in a much better mood by the end of the phone call.

The second call was all for me and Daddy let me have an orgasm. I have only had a couple in all the time He has been gone. Not because I was not allowed but because I don't really like to go it alone. Daddy talked me through some play time and I was more relaxed than I have been in a long time. And I missed Him even more.

The next month needs to go by quickly. I need a hug and a spanking.

Could It Really Be So Simple?

With the upcoming move I have been super busy trying to get the house ready to sell or rent. It is an exhausting process of cleaning, sorting, repairs, and painting - all while taking care of the boys. I have not slept much in the last week from all the stress. 

Yesterday I sent pictures of the living area of our home to an acquaintance. She showed her husband and asked to see the house in less than two minutes. I was floored. I spent the day getting the house ready to show. It was a rush of cleaning and packing since I had the house destroyed from my earlier work. They saw the house last night and THEY LOVED IT! 

Our house is not even on the market but they are already working on financing. Could selling our house really go so smooth? I really hope so. I am so afraid that we will be stuck with this house and unable to buy another one at the next base. It keeps me up at nights.

A Post About Nothing

I haven't posted lately. I know...Bad Bad Slave. Really I have a good reason. Well I kinda have a reason but it probably isn't good.

My life is boring.

Yup. There it is. I have found that without Him here I am a very boring person. And now I am going to bore you with a post about nothing. We are in the 60 day countdown. I don't know when, but sometime in the next 60 days He will come home. (As long as the Air Force Gods don't change anything! Fingers Crossed.) His homecoming also means our move is coming up and fast.

My To Do list is crazy and I am running out of energy. The last two weeks have had me cleaning, scrubbing, painting, and staging the living room, dining room, and kitchen for photos. The Realtor did not like my beautiful brown walls. He said they were "Dark" and "Unwelcoming". Ok. I guess they might seem that way to some but to me they were a welcomed sight. Living in military housing for years and years made me dislike white (or any light color) walls. I have painted all the main rooms a beautiful light (Realtor approved) tan. Or off white. Well it sucks. But the rooms look bright and cheerful and larger.

Then I had to remove the rocking chair, and the little table, and my glass turtles, and my pictures, and everything from the "Daddy Wall", and anything else that says we live here. My house is now boring and empty. The Realtor called it "spacious and inviting". So tomorrow I will put up new artwork in the place of my family photos and take the pictures. I just hope it helps our house sell or rent.

So there you have it. I am Boring. He needs to come home to give me some new blog post ideas.