Did I do enough?

This is a quick post, but a question that I am pondering…did I do enough? or did I let Mistress down?  And unfortunately I think the latter.

Mistress was in the hospital this week.  She went in for what was supposed to be three days (72 hours) of tests.  Ended up being a full week.  Nothing bad, in fact I think it netted out as good news for her.

But I am wondering if I did all I could do to be supportive.  I know the answer is yes, but perception and reality are sometimes different.  I had a tough week, and so did Mistress.  But was there more I could have done?

I have to think more.  Right now, I don’t think so…but I have to think more…..

The Rewind Button

I have been thinking that life could be so much better with a rewind button. And I don’t want to be greedy with this mind you. I would love to rewind all the way back to the last game in the baseball season of my junior year in high school.

Now that’s not to say its all be shit since then mind you. Just if I could rewind, I would probably not hang in on the play and my knee would not have gotten blown out.

But I digress. The rewind button I am looking for would be to go back say 5 minutes at a time and try a moment again. There are a bunch of those as well.

Asked and Answered

Sometimes its nice to hear someone else ask the questions–and get the context of the answers.

A Glass Half Full Outlook

So instead of stealing away for a dinner once or twice a week–Mistress and I are now able to steal away for a cup of coffee or lunch every now and then. We still have our weekly night-which we try to makespecial. But the time together is not what it once was.

Obviously this is not super-ideal. Mistress has blogged about this calling it “the trade off.”

From Behind the 8-Ball

One of the biggest challenges in any relationship is the ability to communicate–and despite the fact that I communicate for a living, am an avid user of email, Twitter, instant message and text along with assorted kink and vanilla social network sites.  And yet, somehow the nuances of communication in a relationship seems to elude me.

And I have to admit that I think that perhaps a I try too hard and should let it be more natural.

Over nearly two years, Mistress and I have gone through a lot-and a lot of it has been communication related.  I under communicate, and I know it.  When we fight, Mistress and I are passionate people and emotions jump into the fray.

One of the things about communicating in an emotional state I am trying to work on is keeping my emotions and check-and trying to discuss facts and feelings and not let my feelings become a part of the equation.

The last couple of weeks though-Mistress and I have had little “outbursts.”  In both cases I completely understand the way Mistress has seen things–but the facts she has cobbled together are not full and the conclusion just not right.  Yet, she not only presents these as fully-baked arguments, they are laced with accusations of lying to her, or trying to cheat on her or trying to intentionally hurt her.

And while all of those outcomes are the furthest from the truth-when she brings them to me, they come as accusations.  Now what is the nominal reaction to an accusation-defend.  A response to an accusation by its nature is defensive–especially when the fullness of what occured is not there.

Yet, somehow I have been cast as the villain and arguing the negative–proving that the conclusion is wrong.  I can’t help but think back to a law professor I once had–if you have a good case pound the law, if you have nothing pound the table.

But lately I feel like I am pounding myself.

Looking inward trying to see where I could have done better, trying to be a better person for Mistress, for us and for myself.

Its the Details, Always the Details

Someone in a professional setting who I respect for his business acumen once said to me-the devil’s in the details. And in life too–the devil’s in the details.

Chivalry, chivalrous and devotion

Mistress and I were talking about chivalry and the scene the other night. Yeah, its kind of hard to believe that the two can be mutually exclusive-yet somehow there are times I have seen at events where it appears to be true.

On July 4th, Mistress and I spent the better part of the day and evening together, and just some basic things made me think that chivalry is not quite dead (at least for me) and its not about D/s its about good manners-what I like to call wiping your own ass.

First came some help with her laundry. Mistress does her laundry in a laundromat across the street from her place.  I was there to help haul the clean (and hot) clothes up the stairs.

Then came a quick run to the supermarket.  This was the first time Mistress and I went to the supermarket together.  Essentially, my role here was to carry the haul up the stairs of her second floor walk up-straight muscle job.  I am only to happy to do so.  There are a lot of things that I can’t do-carry a small cart of groceries up two flights of stairs I am only too happy.

Finally, Mistress and I went for a nice dinner out at an out-door cafe near her house. Mistress got a little chilly during the evening, so I made the 9 block walk back to her place to get her a sweatshirt.

You could say its my role to do these things-after all we live a D/s relationship with FLR dynamic.

But that’s not it. Its about manners and being able to wipe my own ass.

I Concur

One of the reasons I eve have this blog going is at the prompting of Mistress–who has her own blog.  Together we catalog in some way, shape or form our lives in NYC in the scene and how we try to sustain and nurture a great FLR/Ds relationship through the murky waters of challenge that all relationships face.

Today-while I spent more than 12 hours driving to south Jersey and back (I spoke at a conference) Mistress posted a blog saying she had reached a point in her life where she was happy–and that in a lot of ways her life was coming together and I was a significant part of that.

(For a lot of reasons, Mistress’ blog is invite only right now, so I won’t link to it. But if you want an invite to read Kink in the city click and follow the directions).

Well, I concur.  Yes, there are still challenges ahead, but I feel like Mistress and I are in a good spot now, and our relationship is really strong and vibrant.

Going through this blog, you’ll see references to challenges we have faced and hurdles we have overcome.  The good news is that we have, and Mistress is the person I love.

I think Mistress getting started on her new career, and having some success early and being able to build on that has helped her greatly put things in order and take some of the “variables” out of her life.

I am so proud to be there with her, and to be a part of her life.

I can only hope Mistress will let me stick around–and be with her for a lifetime ahead.

Appreciation for the Smaller Things

Saturday night’s have become really special for me in the last year or so. Its the time I carve out and devote to Mistress-and by and large we manage to make sure that we make that standing night work for us.

As I have blogged here, some night’s is fet night, other nights we just hang out and watch TV, other nights we’ll go out to dinner or drinks, sometimes we’ll see some friends–the important part to the night for me is that we are together, no watching the time and we just get to be with one another.

Even When I am Not On the “A” Game, Mistress Loves Me….ahhhhh

I realize that I have kind of neglected this space some over the last few weeks, and its not intentional.  I am kind of on the verge of having a new blog to post–which is kind of a follow up to the last post I made (two weeks ago).  One of the reasons that has been so tough in coming out is because of the super hectic schedule I have been keeping the last two weeks….

I was in LA for two days two weeks ago, red-eyed home to make a 5 hour drive to a weekend long family event. Home in time to plan out a day trip to Boston (from NYC) and then make that trip.

In between, I have had to deal wtih a bunch of homefront shit, crazy last minute scheduling there and my oldest daughter’s birthday (she is still under 10 so these are really important to her).

Which brings us to tonight.

Mistress is really starting to do well with her new career in financial planning (if anyone needs some insights let me know and I will hook you up with Mistress for some consulting).  She is doing so well that our time together is paying the price right now–but this is a short term thing–and I want Mistress to keep on pushing it and be super successful.

Tonight was our chance to have some time together this week.  And in my mind, I sleep walked through the dinner.  I am just so fucking tired–beyond that point where you are over-tired and can function.  I just feel slow and tonight I felt like I was about two minutes behind the conversation–so I did not do my job holding up my end.

The good news though is that Mistress is so excited about her new career, she loves talking about it.

The other good news is that Mistress knows all of the details and this was not a problem.

And I am on my own case becaue to me, time with Mistress is premium, and I want it to be special. In my mind, tonight I was witty and full of energy.

In reality, I barely kept up with conversation and puncuated every statement I made with a yawn.

Still though Mistress hugged me, kissed me and made me feel special…

And this is why I love Mistress–because every now and then, I don’t have to bring the “A” game, and Mistress will cover for me.

Perhaps soon, I will be ready to take on that other post…in the mean time, no one has a better partner, lover, Mistress, girlfriend and friend than I do.