I have been a wife and mother for over twenty years. Now I am becoming my husband's lover, too.
We owe it all to my fellow bloggers who gave me the courage to come out to my husband as a spanko.
I do feel like this is a New Beginning for us.

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Monday, September 18, 2017

Writing and retirement

Maybe I should change this to a retirement blog. I think I like retirement nearly as much as spanking. And with retirement I get to enjoy it all the time. I’ve tried to come up with the best thing about retirement, but there are so many things to choose from. Getting up when I want to is near the top of the list. When I got up to take Mollie’s cat to the vet the other day it was dark! I don’t want to get up in the dark. Since Nick leaves for work before five am I got little understanding or sympathy from him. I also don’t like showering in the dark. When I complained about this to Nick I got a bland look and the suggestion that I turn on the bathroom light. HaHa. He knows what I mean, we have a solar tube in the shower and I love the light that floods in during the day. That’s when I like to shower.

But I guess for me it’s having the time to write is that I love best. I’m still not as disciplined as I’d like to be. I think I’d get a lot more writing done if I’d turn the internet off when I sit down to write. I’m bad to hop over and check FB or the blog or emails. But I do try to get in several hours of writing a day. I’m not sure whether writing is a career, a hobby or a way to waste time. As for a career – well, I’d hate to try and live on what I earn. Although everything I have made has thrilled me and gone way beyond anything I thought I’d make through writing. I should say it’s more than a hobby, maybe I should call it a lifelong passion. I was about twelve when I day dreamed of writing Cassie’s stories.

A way to waste time? Nick said something that made me feel good the other day. We were discussing the possibility of him retiring. He knows how much I like it, but I’m not sure he would. He likes being active. And I told him, “I don’t know if you’d like it as much as I do. I like sitting around doing nothing, but you don’t.” He replied, “I wouldn’t call writing nothing.” Just a simple statement but it made me happy that he felt that way and that he'd said it.

I could see how someone might think otherwise. Have you ever watched someone write? Yes, sometimes I’m pounding the keyboard like it’s on fire. But there is so much of my writing time spent staring into space. What I’m actually doing most of that time is listening. Sometimes I’m sitting with my eyes closed. I know Nick has to think I’m sleeping – but I’m not, I’m watching.  I don’t snatch words from the air. I’ve spent more time in the room with Cassie and friends than I have anyone in real life. For Cassie, especially, I don’t create scenes and dialogue. I watch the scene and listen carefully to what everyone says so I can type it later.

It’s so nice to have my characters do the work for me. This is a little harder for me with Cal and Jenny, but as I get to know them better it’s getting easier. I start out with a skeleton of an idea and hand it to my characters. They fill in the guts as well as the muscles and skin and everything else. Sometimes they even make changes to the skeleton. That’s why I love series, I always want to know what happen next. I have ideas for stand-alone books but knowing me if I ever get around to writing them, I’ll try to turn it into a series. I just can’t create characters to toss them aside at the end of the book.

I’m going to keep writing as long as anyone’s reading. Actually, I’m going to keep writing whether anyone’s reading or not. Be it a career, a hobby or a waste of time it’s an important part of my life and it always will be.

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Bits and pieces

Not too much happening to write about so I’ll give you the bits and pieces of our lives. I got to put my grandmother skill to use the other day. Mollie thought it was time to get her little one spayed and because of school she couldn’t get her there at the 8:00 am drop off time. Grandma to the rescue. I went over to Mollie’s and got the baby and took her in. I was surprised at how nervous I was leaving her. I worked for a vet for about eight years. I’ve assisted with many thousand spays and even did two completely on my own – yet I was nervous leaving my grand-cat for the procedure. But she came though beautifully.

Nick’s parents had their seventhly wedding anniversary this past week. Seventy years, it’s hard to imagine. Sadly, they were not together. MIL is not doing well at all. She is in a nursing home now and recently fell again possibly cracking a rib. She is fighting pneumonia and in a lot of pain. We would have taken FIL by on their anniversary but he has a bad cold and it just wasn’t for the best. I’m sure you have all been to nursing homes – both good and bad, MIL is in a good one and unlike many living there, she usually has at least three separate visitors a day. Some poor souls don’t get that many in six months or more. It’s great to have a close family and all are helping, but I really see Nick and one of his sisters going above and beyond.

Several of you asked if Nick read my last post and I’ll answer what I thought I’d answer – Of course not. I’m okay with it, I know the man surely has his hands full these days. But the fact that he doesn’t read will always hurt my feelings just a little. I know for a fact he spends over an hour on the computer as we sit around in the evening. He’ll often read me a little of news stories or jokes off Facebook. How long would it take for him to read my post? I mean I’m only posting a couple of time a week most of the time and usually they’re short. It’s not like he needs to comment or anything. I’m just mildly griping, it’s not a problem. But you’re the people I gripe to. Aren’t you a lucky bunch!