Life got hectic for a while. It does that sometimes, unfortunately. So now I'm finally connected back the 'net and able to write. My muse has even made an extended visit, so I've gotten some novel-writing done.
Things with Master and his wife have improved tremendously. She and I are talking again, laughing like friends. It's nice, even though we're not the best of friends. We talked about Christmas presents and what I'm going to give him. I'd like to be able to actually hand it to him, but it might not happen that way.
He received my birthday card and presents earlier today. I got the most indescribably sweet text too. "*pepper(with kisses) and whispers* you by far have pleased me to no end. I have never felt the way I feel for you with any other submissive. you have shown your true devotion to me. And for that I am thankful." I cried. I'll happily admit it. That was just the last straw and I got all teary, though the rest had been because of a bad day.
We are now planning a weekend visit. I'm so very excited, and was speechless when they suggested it. I didn't know life was that stable, but apparently it is. It's nice to hear that they're settling into their apartment so nicely. *smiles* Master tells me he has a comfy corner set up, just for me. I can't wait to curl up in it. And a leash! He actually bought a leash, but won't even tell me what it looks like, and won't let her tell me either.
So we'll figure things out soon, I hope. I'm antsy with the thought of actually going now, whereas two months ago I was terrified of the idea of going. Why, I'm not quite sure. maybe it was because the actual visit makes everything real, makes it solid. Makes it true, reality. I don't think I was truly prepared for such a reality then.
I think I am now.
Buona notte.
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