One year ago, on this day and at this time, I had just finished my first day on the job at my new fire department. A day of learning new faces, new equipment, new locales.
One year ago, I was getting ready to spend my second night away from “home”, away from Sparkle and the princess.
One year ago, I was wondering if I’d made the right decision: for me, for us.
Looking back over the last year, I’m so glad that we made that first scary leap into a new life 300-some miles further north.
We have a new house in a beautiful location. It needs some work, as all houses do, but the views are fantastic and we’re slowly turning it from just a house into a home. For the first time in a year, I truly feel settled, despite the boxes still occupying most every room. I never let the condo become “home” to me, it was just a place to eat, sleep, store my clothes, play with my daughter and spank my wife.
And, of course, before that, there was the RV. *shudders*
We’re still going down south fairly frequently to see my family and our friends and for Sparkle’s work. Last weekend, in fact, saw the second trip south in three weeks due to a wedding I was in for one of my buddies at my old fire department. That was a lot of fun, and we got to see my family and the new baby again too.
Sparkle and I are reestablishing our kink lives as well. Don’t get me wrong, it was never really gone, but with all the craziness of moving over the past month and a weekend stay by her brother and sister-in-law, it also got packed into a box (figuratively and literally, given our toy collection) and moved with us, to be unpacked at a convenient time. Last week began the first of our periodic kinky rules/games/rituals in the new house. Sparkle is now getting a bedtime spanking each and every night, right before climbing under the covers and turning the light off. Some nights, they’re gentle, some nights not. Generally just a hand spanking, but if there’s been any unpunished naughtiness, she gets the hairbrush. There’s also the nightly question she has to ask as soon as the princess is in bed, which also got waylaid by moving, as well as our recent house guests…yes, we really are masochistic enough to invite people (even family) to stay with us within a week or two of moving into a new house.
And there’s been other fun too. Last night, she asked me to flog her, which was great fun for all concerned. And, our first or second night in the house, she earned herself eight doses of this particular pseudo-punishment, which she’s in the midst of willingly paying off (she’s down to three).
We’ve even had our first kinky friends over: Kate James was in the area with her boyfriend visiting Bella, a mutual friend from Shadow Lane, and the three of them came over for dinner. Other than a few family members and a couple of other brief visits by friends, it was our first opportunity to entertain in the new house.
So, a year later, we’re back where we were, just 300-some miles further north. Life has its ups and downs, but overall it’s good and we’re enjoying ourselves and thankful for all that we have and for the experiences of the past year.
Even the RV. *shudders*
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