Sir and I both had a rough day. I made french onion soup for dinner. It was a new recipe and it actually turned out pretty good. I’ve never really been a fan of it before, but if I can make it like this every time, I’m sold.
But it’s been an emotional day. We are both drained and overwhelmed. Him with work and me with this renovation. So after dinner Sir went to get us junk food and fancy coffee. I will be up late tonight trying to get work done. I’m heading to the house tomorrow to meet with a contractor and to my head office on Friday for meetings. Luckily I also have a tattoo appointment to get a few more sections on my sleeve. That will help me feel a bit better.
Tattoos and junk food are almost as good as orgasms. Almost.