Today marks two months on our domestic discipline journey. I wish I could say that it has been a great day, but it hasn't. I have been a total grouch today, probably because I haven't been spanked since Friday night. Another because pasach (passover) began tonight and I had almost no time to prepare. I managed to pull it off, but not without being disrespectful and demanding to Steve, and doing something incredibly stupid. Not exactly the way to start off what should be wonderful family time. We managed to have a nice seder despite myself.
The most dramatic event of the day - Me being incredibly careless because I was rushing around, and I managed to put a huge dent in the right rear fender of our car that we have owned for less than a week!!! I expected Steve would hug me and be all gushy supportive as he has been in occasions like this in the past. Nope.
"I've told you that rushing around never comes to any good. What if that had been a person you backed into instead of a pole? You've got to stop doing that. It's just not worth it. Fortunately it is just the car that's damaged. I'm really concerned about what might happen in the future if you don't stop this running around like a chicken with its head cut off." I just stood in the driveway crying and I finally said, "I know you're right. I'm sorry!" "I know you are. We'll deal with this later. The kids and I will help you get the seder set up. Let's just concentrate on that for now, ok?" I nodded and smiled.
I'm sitting here blogging because Steve said that he needed to play some video games and unwind before he spanks me. "We've got a lot to take care of." I'm going to go to bed because I have a feeling this is going to be one of those 2:30am spankings. I also have the feeling that it is going to be pretty severe, maybe the most severe I've had.
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.What a way to celebrate! :(