The baby woke up a little after 1 and I haven’t been able to get back to sleep. It’s like all the caffeine and the endorphins from getting my tattoo kicked in at the same time. I was laying awake thinking about next week and several things that were not going to get me anywhere near relaxed enough to drift off. I keep yawning as I type, but I know if I go back up to bed that I will continue to stare at the ceiling.
We’ll see how the rest of the day shapes up. I am sure Sir will want to play in the evening, so I may need to nap this afternoon if I can’t get back to sleep. More coffee will certainly be required.
Sir came down to check on me; I hate the idea that I woke him. He worries about me.
However, he also gave me permission to masturbate, under the guise of helping me to relax and go back to sleep. So…..good night!