A Wiggly Friday

I work for an environmental consulting company. I won’t get any more specific about what kind, etc as the market the company falls into is a pretty small arena – like maybe 5 companies in the US.  Can’t give away too much.

When we moved into our new space, they equipped everyone with the latest energy savings devices.  You know those rooms where the lights go off if motion is not detected?  Well, that is my cube as well.  If I do not move enough or if the sensor is bumped, it will turn off my desk lamp as well as my monitor.  Days where I am feverishly typing something, I can lose my monitor because of I am not moving enough.  This usually happens multiple times throughout the day.

Today, that will not be a problem.

Tonight starts Kinkfest, and I have plans to attend as much as possible all weekend.  (Moe duty has to come first with TKD testing.)  I haven’t been this excited about an event in a while.  Kinda sad, now that I think about it, but it’s new – yeah, that’s it – I’ve never attended before which adds to that excitement.

Outside of my spanking a week ago, this will break my one month drought. I have not had any serious playtime with anyone for ….uhm….at least a month.

Needless to say, this drought explains many MANY things about how I’ve been feeling about things.  I mean, imagine having playmates who cannot play or where there are other things that prevent play from being on the list.

Don’t get me wrong – I have G.  I’m not dissing him.  He and I have had our own fun.  I know there could be people who worry about that, but rest assured, I am not forgetting what I have with him.  The itch I’ve had recently cannot be scratched by him, however.  He knows that – I know that – and we realized a while ago that trying to make it happen between us can either go well or (usually) goes bad as I get frustrated as I have to top from the bottom.  It just isn’t our dynamic. When it happens on its own, it is great.  Forcing it doesn’t work for us.

I’ll be honest. The drought has left me anxious.  I want it to be a good weekend.  I have been more insecure that maybe I let on in terms of how things are headed in certain areas.  It has contributed to my funk.  I am trying not to let those nagging negative things take hold in my brain. Thank whatever power is in the universe for music.

I will have fun.  All will be good.  All will be more than good.  I will get my itch scratched by who I want to scratch it.

My father would be proud – speaking it into existence and all…..

…..just doubt he would EVER in ANY universe approve of what I’m speaking into existence.

Oh well.

I can live with that.

So, I am wiggly today.

I am squirmy.

I am even a bit giddy.

I have outfits planned thanks to the help of friends.

And I have rope with my name on it.

Happy sigh….

Yep, no risk of my monitor going off today.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Aurore says:

    Well enjoy your wiggly weekend! 😉

    I have that itch and I need to have it scratched too. I miss events so it’s time I get out into the community in my new city.

  2. Enjoy the weekend. 🙂

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