Oh The Places You Will Disappear To

Let’s begin with this blog post with a few apologies. First, to you reading this post. It has been quite a bit since I have written and the fact that you have come back after a several month hiatus speaks volume to your dedication to hear me ramble. Secondly, I must publicly apologize to Mistress. Not because she has commanded me to do but because I respect the ground she walks on and the air she breathes. While your level of understanding in this has been uncharacteristic, I know you’re patience has been spread thin. To you, I apologize that we have been out of alignment.

Now, welcome back and hello 2021. Finally! I don’t think we need to dive into the specifics of the past 10 or so months. Let bygones be bygones. Today, I speak to you about 2020 in a different lens. By now, you have gathered the idea that Mistress and I have been practicing the lifestyle now for several years. I purposely use the term “practice”. We are not the perfect BDSM couple. We are known to fall out of our roles and into vanilla life from time to time.

Our jobs used to keep us extremely busy most of the year. Overworked and underpaid was the motto we would sigh every Friday as we both began to dread the upcoming Monday and we just barely clocked out. That changed for us in 2020. Mistress and I changed our career paths. As Kitty, it is my duty to serve and please Mistress every day and I felt that it was time for a career change. Mistress and I worked diligently for months to land a job where she can stay home and I “bring home the bacon”. Really long story short, I nailed it. However, as with any life change, this took my mind and energy away from our lifestyle and my blogging duties. I was adjusting to working from home and learning a new job, virtually.

This was not our only change, however. We were pleased to meet our new addition to our family, a baby boy so excited to join us that he came into this world two months early. You may be aware that raising a baby requires time, energy, and sleep and none of these are prevalent in raising a newborn. The career change happened the day after our baby boy was born. I walked out of the hospital the morning after our boy’s birth when I received a call with a job offer. Crazy right? Now Mistress can stay home with our baby and I can cover all the necessities and have a little extra for a cozy date night. As you’d expect, our lifestyle suffered two events that knocked us out of alignment.

Fast forward through sleepless nights, poop filled diapers, and weekly checkups to today. We have spent the past few weeks discussing realigning ourselves and pushing the pendulum back to where is belongs, with Mistress commanding and me latching to her every word. I have settled into the new role for work and we have mastered the art of the baby. I am back to doing chores as required, filling her glass of water, and ensuring she is pleased in any way possible. Things aren’t completely back in the swing but have nudged in the right direction. Time and persistence will prevail!

Until next time…

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