Stuff and such

The Union Hall called D yesterday.. and as of today he's working again. Thank the gods. The hours are pretty insane... looks like a lot of 12 hour days and Saturdays.. and being on call... but I'll get my Sunday with him and we'll cope with the rest. The overtime will certainly refill our bank account quickly, which will help.

D's mom is out of town so we're watching her house and taking care of her plants. She planted WAY too many tomatoes and as they're coming ripe and she isn't due home until next month (long cruise around the Med.. gods I'm jealous) I now have a lot of tomatoes. Guess I'll be making some sauces to freeze. Ohhh the excitement that is my life.

We were supposed to hit up a munch on Sunday but with the job and some other life stuff that has come up, it looks like I'll be missing both that and the beltane picnic at the pagan church. Meh. (A close friend of D's ... his life partner died.. funeral this weekend.. can't really skip that for a picnic.)

On the other side of things........... D's girlfriend is getting some harsh lessons on what happens when you'd rather be the other chick.. instead of taking things as a group relationship from the start. Because she's totally separate from me and not 'part of the family' she doesn't come over to hang out. With D's new job and only one day free.. that day is mine. He won't hang with her when he needs to work the next day. Kinda sucks for her. Though, honestly, with all the bullshit and the chick drama I've had to deal with (yeah, theres a lot I havent been posting.. sorry guys) I'm kind of happy to have him be mine mine all mine for a while. I need the break.

Lifestyle........... I've been asked to write a piece for a Gorean paper. I'm still working on it. I'll probably post it here when I'm done.

Nesting, the psychotic way

I've been whining about the way the house looks since I moved in. Now.. however.. the house is half mine. I stopped complaining and started assigning duties. In the last two days I've pulled the kitchen completely apart (with the help of j), rearranged stuff, tossed some stuff, scrubbed every inch.. and i do mean every inch.. of it.

I have plans to do this to every room. In the long run, it will make moving easier at the end of the year if everything is organized. Plus, it will make me happy, darnit. The massive amounts of caffeine are definitely helping with this plan.

So... yeah.. this should be fun. Not. By the end.. everyone is going to hate me. muahahahahaha.

In other newsssssssssssss.. I restarted my running. Expect whining. Yep. Whining.

More laterz

I'm a bit annoyed...

...at crystal chick. Well really, at the situation that I'm watching develop. crystal chick is definitely not poly by nature. In fact, that only way she's handling all this is by pretty much creating this fantasy in her head where D is single.

That is not going to work for long. It's going to keep causing small issues to crop up until I put my foot down. I hate doing that, to be honest.

At the day, however, D is my territory. She copes with that........ or she moves on. It's not like there's not a few other women on the agenda for him. Gods knows she's not that hard to replace. *chuckles*

Oh look, they CAN follow orders...

Today was cleaning day at the house. I had a list of things that I wanted done... and I've been fighting both D and j to get those things done. Today........... I actually got to check some stuff off the list. Yay.

People are scary...

So, I went today down to the health department to do all that joyful yearly blood testing. The people there are incredibly scary. Way too many underage chicks with babies in tow that they obviously have no clue what to do with. One girl who was smacking her kid.. and keep in mind we're at a county building.. ya know.. with all those social workers and things. Brilliant. Really. I swear.. you should need a license to breed.

For about the millionth time someone started a discussion on fetlife about how wearing a collar in public is forcing your kink on outsiders. Well.. sure.. in the same way that wearing orange pants is forcing your horrid fashion sense on outsiders. *shrugs* It's not going to hurt them. Most of them haven't a friggin clue what you're wearing, anyway.. nor are they going to care. I swear... the politically correct crowd takes shit MUCH too seriously sometimes. Meh.

Walking your husband, naked, down the block on a  penis leash is forcing your kink on people (yeah, this happened in the UK recently). Wearing, what to anyone outside the scene is a necklace, is not harming anyone nor are they going to be terribly traumatized by seeing you wear something shiny. Well.. okay.. ADD people might be harmed. *grins*

Huge update.. and stuffs

I know.. I know.. I should write more. The past couple of weeks have just been insane. So for those of you out there.. here's a rundown of my life at the moment.

It's been a week and a half since I got married. I might have one of the least traditional marriages on the planet but it's working for me. I think that after everything I've gone through.. finding something that works is a bit amazing, really. It's certainly not what I would have expected, though.

My hubby.. now to be known as D forevermore.. has been a friend of mine, on and off, for almost 20 years. He's not always the easiest person to deal with. He's a narcissist and that leads to a huge amount of self-centeredness at times. However, he is good about giving me what I need as long as I spell it out (sometimes using small words. lol) He does care and he does love me.. perhaps more than I'd prefer really. He wants me happy so he tries very hard to find the balance in his life that will allow him to not piss me off. (Though, he has said he's not putting me on his life insurance yet because giving me a good reason to kill him is not wise. Sometimes, he's not stupid.)

Our roommate is his (soon to be ex) submissive j. j is.. there are not the words to really describe how annoying and immature she is. She had to go. She will continue to live with us as a roommate but any relationship between them is being severed as we speak. It's happening a smidge slower than some would have expected, given my lack of patience with her. But.. slow keeps the drama insanity to a minimum, really.

His girlfriend I believe will be called crystal chick. She is one of those annoying 'the universe is love!' people that make me twitch violently. Still, she's nice.. and she's very very careful to not step on my toes. She calls me to see when she has to return him.. which amuses me every single time. We also do MMA together..

Sexually she and I have VERY different taste... but we both have high sex drives. Between the two of us D is almost walking around praying for an ice pack for his poor dick. I know, he suffers so. 

At the moment, I'm not seeing anyone else though I'm pondering a dungeon this weekend. I've been pretty stressed lately and that tends to reset my stress switch. So... maybe. I dunno yet. I do think I'll get involved with the local munch group in the area, though. I need a bit more socialization.

My family and D's family are both thrilled by the marriage. They came to the ceremony. It was all a bit surreal, really. Now we have to play the nice sane wedded people for both families as we're suddenly being forced to spend much more time with them all. Definitely a small negative, in some ways... but it's pleased everyone.

Other than that, life is pretty slow right now. Of course, slow can be good. We'll see. Another update soon.

It's good to be a kid

The other day.. the roomie and I decided to go to the local video arcade. I haven't been there since I was a teenager. I actually used to hang out there in between escort calls, of all things.

Six hours of killing zombies and playing drum hero, as well as completing the entire dungeons and dragons game and learning to fly a pod racer.. and I'm actually feeling pretty chipper.

Sometimes it's fun to be a kid.