1 month ago. Sun 24 Mar 2019 10:41:07 PM IST
My love went above and beyond for me today. Instead of using his day off to rest and relax, as he has had a hellish week, he used it to make my life easier, because my week hasn't been the greatest, either.
At work, I was asked to pick up a weekend or two while we waited for our two open positions to be filled. I agreed, as long as I was asked and told first what days - the end of this month and almost all of next month was/is busy for the two of us, and I wasnt willing to change my plans. Some of those plans included payments that either we couldnt get back or wouldn't get in full, I wasnt willing to lose that money.
I was told I would be needed the last weekend of March - next weekend. Great! We had nothing planned. I wanted the weekend just to rest and recoup, but, I also care about my friends. I couldnt let them suffer. So I accepted.
Did they schedule me for next weekend?
No. They scheduled me for this weekend. And I didn't notice until Thursday. I had a show this weekend and because of them, I had to miss it. (Luckily I was only stage managing, not performing, and it was an easy enough gig for managing that Wolfy could take over. But still.)
Not only did I close on Saturday night, which I am NOT supposed to do anymore and I was told it would only be opening shifts, but I then had a dinner we had to go to for the show, which went until midnight, and THEN I had to OPEN today. I /never/ open on Sundays as we have church and we teach CRE. This has been a thing since I started. Well before I got morning shifts.
Manager fought me on it, I had no way to prove I didnt agree to work these days, so I had to work. And they were MISERABLE. We had an entire days worth of dishes to do Saturday night, when morning dishes are supposed to be done before the afternoon shift comes in, and they weren't busy at all so there is no excuse. Plus, I had to prep an entire day's worth of food because Sunday was understaffed.
To that note, this morning, it was supposed to be my friend (supervisor), and myself doing morning prep, then another girl coming in at 0900 when we open, one more at 1000, two at 1100, and three at 1300, when they were trying to let me leave because I did NOT want to stay til 1500 when I had been screwed over.
Our 0900? No call, no show. Her number was disconnected. Our 1000? "Sick". And I say that because she pulls this all the time so I dont believe her.
It was just my friend and I for 3 hours. On a shift that requires 4 or more. And then everyone else who came in basically, save for the second supervisor, was new. So they didnt help much (not to their fault of course). They tried which was great, but it wasnt much.
I had to stay til 1500. Worried poor Wolfy too cause I hadn't texted in forever (I can usually sneak off now and then haha) and he thought I was coming home early.
As I bought groceries and tried to come home I got really, really upset over someone's rude message on a different site toward our relationship. So I came home shaking and pissed.
My love... my sweet love... He had done mountains of laundry that we still had to finish. Picked up the house a bit. Borrowed one of my dresses (We're still working on clothes for him Haha, but honestly, no reason not to share ~), got all prettied up (he is getting so good with his makeup <3), and sprayed on some of my favorite body spray. He had candles lit in the bathroom. He told me that after we ate he had some surprises for me - I'm usually wary with surprises as, well, I am not involved in their planning. But I was too tired and the idea of not deciding things sounded wonderful for a bit. So I was left to shower, clean up after my crappy day, and when I came out he had warmed up some baby oil and had me lay down on the bed.
My love gave me the most /amazing/ full-body massage. Started with my back, popping tons of knots that really, really needed relief (I had no idea my back was so bad...) and ended with the most amazing frigging orgasm his fingers have ever given me *///*
Once I was as cleaned up from the oil as I could be, he showed me that he had drawn a bath for me, candles still lit and filling the air with my favorite scent, music going, lights off (just enough ambiance coming from the frosted windows)... Bath bomb made the water blue and sparkly, it was so pretty, and he brought in tea, and ice cream... I thought the ice cream weird but it had a purpose.
He had turned up the heat on the bathroom radiator, used hot water, and closed the door to turn our bathroom into a sauna basically. And it. Was. Perfect. I had the best tea ever, and the ice cream helped to cool me down when it started getting a little too hot but I wasn't ready to come out.
When I did finally come out, free of oil, I was laid down once more, with a leash in hand, to make him get me off with his delicious mouth. And by the end of that, I was no longer bothered by my day.
I love this man so much. He knew exactly what would make me feel better and he put forth so much effort. And for the first time in a while, even hours after it's done, I feel at peace.
It was such a beautiful moment for me. So needed and sweet.
I need to better myself for him. I need to find myself a good, stable job so I can allow him to stay at home like we both want. He needs this. He seemed so happy today, even though he was so busy.
Goals are set.