i am a little tired but i think that’s because that dreaded time in every woman’s month is upon me. i’ll happily let it come and go now because 1) i hate it and 2) well damn i hate it. as soon as this is done i’m going to go finish sorting clothes and start washing them. this is the part about being domestic that i detest. i can cook, i can bake, i can wait on guests hand and foot, i can wash dishes later and in rare moments i can vacuum and dust. thankfully my forever cleaning mother lives with me now and likes to do those last things. so in a second i’m gonna find the overpriced drugs the doctor was nice enough to give me and go back to the sorting process.
there has been some unexpected occurences with RS, all very good so don’t worry about that, over the last twenty-four hours. it’s what made me ponder life and love and all that is cute and wonderful in the world. umm either that or the nice rush of hormonality that comes along with the evil monstrous unholy pain. yes i said it and i mean it. men should know the truth lol. we aren’t just snippy because we want to be, damn it we hurt and save giving us a morphine drip nah there’s not a lot you can do to make that better. even if you could we’d probably just want you to have the cramps for us. ahh that’s not true lol, some of you are such big babies when you are in pain it would just end up being more work for us in the end lol. ahh well i was going somewhere before i got distracted hmm…..oh yeah, unexpected developments with Roaming Soldier and my idle thoughts.
in the last post i started thinking about babies and step-mommyhood. last night and today i dreamt and thought about both of those things again. i was a few years older than the littlest soldier when my parents split up. old enough to recall the loss and upset that was caused the divorce. LS on the other hand was very little when her mother died and it’s really just been her and RS probably as long as she can remember. where do i fit in there? i mean i know how RS and i would like me to fit. and if it was just the two of us, and i wasn’t as obviously interested in him as i am, i wouldn’t be nearly as concerned about this as i am. i like her daddy a LOT and i want to make him very happy. i am just worried about disrupting her life and the bond they have. sharing daddy is never fun when you haven’t had to do that before. ok so that worry isn’t exactly new lol, i’ve mentioned it at least once before. the other thoughts were basically my brain fighting with my emotions and trying think myself out of caring about RS. that’s just silly (and it didn’t work) because i do care about him and have found myself being incredibly girly as of late. i spent part of the day on thursday scribbling red Soldier over and over again to see if i liked signing it. yeah i haven’t done that in forever lol and it felt silly while i was doing it but i kept doing it till i found the right slant and what not. this led me to thinking about what that really meant. was i, self-proclaimed woman who had no intention on ever getting married to anyone at any point in time, really considering marrying a man with a small child? honestly yes i was and am. beyond being perfectly Dom’ly and kinky as all get out, Roaming Soldier is a very wonderful man that i keep seeing myself lying next to and taking care of in the between those perfectly Dom’ly and kinky scenes. i am enjoying this very much. if it keeps going the way it has been i may have something to tell you all soon. for now know that red is preparing to be a good sub to Roaming Soldier and a good friend to the littlest soldier.
i’ll end the post with the meme currently sweeping the nation lol. see ya
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