Sometimes, a Lesson is Learned…

So, i have to admit, today netted out as a really good day. Want to why? It was a VM i got from my Mistress. It meant the world to me-because i think it shows that i have become a different person, and i have Her to thank for it.

Along with working wiht me on my diet and exercise, Mistress has really tried to put me in touch with my feelings, and share them and express them. And there are numerous ways Mistress has done this. Through probing questions, long conversations and also by “encouraging” me to take a moment and recognize things. (and i should make sure i clarify in this case encouraging does not only mean at the business end of a whip or cane).

So, today was Mistress’ first day at a new office. One of the areas i have been helping to push Mistress is on the career side. And yes, i did just say that i have been pushing my Mistress. We have a relationship-and we each bring pieces to that relationship that makes it vibrant. In this case, i know something about management, business communication and corporations–so i help my Mistress just as She has helped me.

Knowing that today was to be Her first day at the office, i had a nice flower arrangement sent with a card that offered her my congratulations on this step. I am serious when i say, this is not something i would have done for anyone a year ago. Perhaps i would have sent an email or text-but there is no way i would have taken the extra step and ordered the flowers and made sure that She felt special on Her day.

But i want to do this for my Mistress. Not only because its important to Her. Because its important for me to show Her that She has the support to succeed. And it was important for this to be a surprise.

Even though Mistress and i spent Saturday night together and had a great time i managed not to ruin the surprise.

Admittedly, i was a little nervous today. The thought in the back of my head is that the flowers don’t arrive, or i got the address wrong.  Slowly the day ticks by (and remember my day starts at 430 in the gym) and i don’t hear from Mistress. Then suddenly i get a call from Her at about 130.

That of an in itself is rare. Both Mistress and i are at work, and our normal communication is text or twitter-so a phone call is usually reserved for something big. And to be honest i did not think of the flowers, instead i was thinking about what could have happened. So i texted Mistress and told Her that i would call Her back when the call i was on was over. “Not a problem,” was Her response.

So my call ends, and i dial into my VM–and there it was, a big thank you for the flowers.

Yes. Score.

A lesson learned.