15 February, Monday, Diary (113)

at work:
Watched "The News Room"  1:  6, 7, 8, 9, 10
Called Merry around 05:15.
And..she fell back asleep...and woke up, and was on the way to me, 0545.
And here in good time, 6:13.
6:14 out
6:16 Car
6:45 Home.
  Love the holiday un-traffic.

Even though Stitch was off for the holiday, he was still asleep, so I fed 'em all.
Then MDM ...  chili n meatloaf n rice n onions n bbq sauce, plus chips, plus a peanut-butter-a-dilla.
In BR1, watched  "The Circus"
And out... 7:45
UP to pee, 13:15....  temperature in room, 82.  Damn.
Asleep, and awake...15:30, 16:00, 17:00 alarm..snooze to 17:30
UP and moving 17:40.
Showered and dressed....
18:21 in car with Merry and Babyman
19:03 at work..
19:06 IN.
   Grammy's night.
   Busy, but not fucking-stupid-crazy busy.
   My associate KW is becoming ... useless...  like, out of the room at least as much as he is, inside it with me.
  Count for Monday  127,  65 farmed out.
  Tuesday start  129,  39 farmed already.
  And HERE we go.....

Meanwhile:


Just ... funny.

Below:
Fantasy provoking:
 What if:
  I had married young...  a bit of a submissive.... I knew I liked the idea of being spanked by a woman, such as my wife... but I had never talked about it... but she knew, anyway...  and alone on our wedding night, she bestows upon me a gift...