Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.

The waiting game

So we put in an offer on a house yesterday. They have until 2pm today to respond. It should be an interesting morning. I think that they are holding out to see if they get any other offers. Which pisses me off, if I’m honest, because it’s a very fair offer, but what are you going to do. Spending a lot of time on Pinterest looking at kitchens and bathrooms. Right about now I’m happy that we don’t have cable, or I would be watching HGTV entirely too much.

But, whether we get this house or not, I’m on serious budget crunch mode. After my work is done this morning I will be restructuring the budget to try and save whatever we can. The house is great, but it needs a lot of work to meet Sir’s standards before we move in. And once his priorities are met, I get the rest of the renovation budget to make the kitchen however I like. So, obviously, I want the largest amount possible to redo my kitchen. Wait until you see the before pictures, it needs a lot of help.

The stress of the last few days hasn’t left a lot of room for kinky. That and I have been battling a sore throat and wicked cough as well. Sir’s wake up blow jobs have been drastically truncated through his generosity and knowing how sore my throat is. Hopefully my body will fight off this change of season cold soon and he can get back to beating me without feeling guilty.


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