Soooooooooo..... what you are saying is that i'm NOT perfect?
While this isn't a laughing matter, i've chosen to at least be a bit tongue in cheek about it for my own sanity. My M/s dynamic is easy, the distance is difficult, but our relationship has always been easy. We are in love, like those people you say... ugh gross, kind of love. Y'all have read my blogs, i'm wrapped. He is too.... trust me. Because of the distance and His intolerance for micro managing, He gives me a little leeway in conversation & behavior. Almost always a low growled "djinni" will snap me back into the right head space. I'm a good girl, for the most part. One thing He will not tolerate is being poked, prodded or needled about a subject. I on the other hand am often like a dog with a bone on a subject, it comes so naturally for me that i sometimes don't even realize that i'm doing it. Or maybe i do and think that because i'm cute or He's distracted that i'll get away with it. So i did it.... i pushed, poked, prodded, needled and aggravated Him into my very first punishment in 17 years. Already "figured predominately into His calendar" for our upcoming visit.
I don't think it's funny.... though sometimes we have to laugh at our own stupid acts. I don't act out or brat with the intention of getting punished. They are not fun to me, and i know they are not to Him. Taking time out of our already short time together to address something negative is not fun.
So... i'm not perfect (and honestly, i kinda thought i was)... and i've earned it...
