Thursday, January 24, 2013

It Could Be Worse

I like to think I'm a positive person and that I handle stressful situations pretty well. In most cases I don't have too hard of a time looking at what's going on and realizing things could be worse. That said, we all have days when it just doesn't pay to get out of bed. I'm having that kind of week.

We came home to a severe storm blowing in and experienced 60+ mph winds through the night. No surprise when we got up Sunday morning to find half our roof shingles in the driveway. Not what we wanted, but it could be worse, at least it was just the mud room roof.

Monday morning brought single digit temps, below 0 wind chills and snow, lots of snow. Okay, that's normal for where I live. I put on extra layers of clothes, started the car early to warm up and left for work early to safely negotiate the snow covered roads. It could be worse, at least I have a warm home and reliable car to drive.

Tuesday morning we woke up to no water any where in the house. The main water line coming into our home had frozen. At this point I don't even want to know what else might happen, but I'm still looking for the bright side. We found the problem before the pipe actually burst, so a few hours of warming the pipe and we were good to go again. See, it could have been worse.

Yesterday morning I realized our daughter had let her boyfriend spend the night here. They both know that is not allowed. I was irritated, but figured I needed to speak to her about some other things any way so I would just remind her of the rules. Unfortunately, they left while I was in the shower and I didn't get the opportunity to speak to her. No problem, I'll catch up with her later.

I started to work on the baskets of laundry from our trip. I got it all ready and put the first load in. An hour later when I went to change loads I found a washer full of water and some weird code flashing on the machine. I was hoping it was just off balance and Musicman would be able to easily fix it when he got home. While I waited for him to get home I thought I'd make him a treat, peanut butter pudding. It tastes great, just ignore the lumps please.

The washer wasn't off balance, there was a quarter stuck in the pump. I've been doing laundry for 35 years and never had this happen before. This is the second time it's happened since our daughter moved in and she was the last one to use the washer. Guess I need to add that to the list of things I need to speak to her about. Musicman got the quarter out and put it all back together, it still doesn't work. Time to call my brother who does this stuff for a living. He's currently in Virginia with our other brother, but he should be able to tell Musicman what to do to fix it.

Okay, by now I'm really struggling to hold on to my sense of humor, but succeeding some. That's when the straw that broke the camel's back fell. I'm 99% percent sure Musicman and I are going to be Grandparents come this summer. Yep, I'm all but positive our daughter's pregnant. Cause really, when you're not married, don't have a job and don't have a place to live, having a baby is a great idea. I haven't been able to ask her, because she didn't come home last night.

Since she didn't come home last night that meant an empty house. Yay! Musicman waisted no time attending to some stress relief for both of us. I don't know if it is because it had been almost 2 weeks since I had been spanked, or Musicman was taking his frustrations out on my butt. Either way, that paddle wasn't feeling too magical last night. It hurt, and yet, it was exactly what I needed.

He was very thorough and did an admirable job of covering my backside and thighs. I was already flying high when he put down the paddle and picked up his belt. The sound of the buckle clanging was actually a welcome sound. Musicman rarely uses more then one implement in any given session, so the feel of the leather on my already very red and sore butt was a new feeling for me. Yes, it was heavenly. I think I might need to encourage him to do that again.

I slept like the dead last night and today I still have a lovely sting in my butt and lady parts. My washer's still broken and I still need to talk with our daughter. Four days into this storm we've received over 3 feet of snow and it hasn't stopped yet. Oh well, it could be worse.  Though just in case, I've already asked if we can do it again tonight.


34 comments:

  1. You sound like Job. Are the locusts next? You seem to be handling it all so well. And you at least got a good stress relief spanking. And good luck on that talk with your daughter. I can imagine you aren't looking forward to that.

    FD

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    1. I don't ask what's next cause I've found the universe has a way of showing me when I do that. Usually, it's not good news.

      The conversation with our daughter is ongoing, but not going well. She is 8 weeks pregnant, due the first week of September.

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  2. Wow. I am glad that you had a good night together. Spanking and sex is great stress relief.

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    1. It's the best way I know to relieve stress, the way things are going, I'm gonna need a lot of it.

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  3. Hibernation is where it's at!

    I was thinking it could be worse yesterday as I was wringing out the towels my washer refused to spin...

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    1. I wish we could get the rest of the world on board with hibernation, cause I would so do it, lol.

      Mine is a load of undies. Ever try and wring out a bra? Not easy.

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  4. Yes, it could be worse. You can overcome these things together, although the daughter problem might be a long lasting problem.
    Things like your brother's illness, places everything in a different perspective.
    Hoping, tonight will be even better than yesterday.

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    1. Yep, my brother was in the forefront of my mind during all of this. He's still not stable, so things could definitely be worse.

      The problem with our duaghter is going to be long lasting, at least 18 years long, though really, more like life long.

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  5. OK...so I've said it before...you're amazing...inspirational! Your sense of humor and keeping it real is to be applauded!

    I hope you have time to have a repeat of last night. It is spectacular how a spanking can help reset your patience, your perspective and your stress bucket!

    hugs,
    fiona

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    1. Nope, didn't get the chance last night, hopefully soon and often. I'm gonna need it :)

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  6. So that's where all the snow went. Quite the week you've had. I am glad that you received a spanking to relieve some of your stress. Hopefully tomorrow the dark clouds will be replaced by sunshine.

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    1. I'll gladly send the snow your way, I hate it. No sunshine yet, but I'm still hopeful :)

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  7. Yeah, it could be worse, but I do think you have the right to do a little (or lot) of bitching and complaining. It's hard to throw a kid out, but nearly impossible to do when she has your grand baby in her arms. I really hope you're wrong about that part.

    So glad you are getting some relief. Great of Musicman to strike while the iron - or the butt is hot!

    Hugs,
    PK

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    1. I so wish I was wrong, but, I wasn't. She's 8 weeks along, due first week in September. Needless to say, my stress levels are off the charts. And, no privacy to do anything about it.

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  8. Yes it could be worse- that is my mantra too and so I am inspired to repeat it over and over since reading your post.

    Hope today was a better day and that you got to talk to your daughter.

    ~faithful

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    1. I talked to my daughter and based on the news, it's gonna be my new mantra too. She is pregnant.

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  9. I'm giggling but I know it's not funny. Oh so sorry. Glad to hear that you are keeping your sense of humor and that as always, MM has your back.

    Sorry about daughter - not much else I can say.

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    1. I'm trying hard to hang on to my sanity, but it's looking a bit iffy. Come September I will be a Grandma. I would be thrilled, if my daughter was even a little bit prepared to be a Mom.

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  10. Well girl that sure sounds tough. You know even though you may have wished your daughter had chosen a better time....it's not the worst thing. Although it would be great if you were mistaken, since she is so young.
    Hope tomorrow brings answers and decisions are easy.

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    1. I know it's not the worst thing, but it's not good either. As much as I wanted to mistaken, I wasn't. She is due the first of September.

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    2. First I will say congratulations! Babies are a joy. I know that her road will be challenging, but love and support make it easier.

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    3. She's definitely got a long, hard road ahead, but we will be there to help and support her. There is a part of me that is totally thrilled to be Grandma, I just wish it wasn't gonne be so hard for her.

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  11. I love your post! It could be worse.. but not if you get another chance to be alone tonight.
    I don't envy the talk with your daughter.. but I'm sure you'll handle that just fine when the time comes. HUGS!

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    1. I'm not so sure about just fine, but I didn't do any body in, so I guess that will have to be good enough. Didn't get a chance to be alone either, but I will this weekend even if I have to tell her staright out to leave for awhile. Time for her to find out what being a Mom is all about.

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    1. Thanks Trazuredpet, I'm sure at some point things will, just can't see when that will happen yet.

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  13. I think...it could be worse is a mantra for a lot of us at times, but I do admire your tenacity in sticking to it all week. The belt, on a well warmed bottom, is the best!!!! Good luck chattng with daughter.
    hugs abby

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    1. I'm gonna need that belt on a regular basis, along with extra doses of tenacity.

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  14. Way to keep a stiff upper lip and fight through the hard stuff, faerie! You fey must be made of tough material--you dealt with enough in one day to bring most normal humans to their knees! And good that Musicman was able to take advantage of the empty house and assist BDSM-style. Hope all gets better soon!

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    1. Yep, we are pretty tough, now if I could just figure out the magic thing I could fix all this stuff :) My ability to see the future tells me we are gonna need an empty house and BDSM style stress relief often over the next year.

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  15. Wow, you sure have had a lot on your plate!They don't tell us at the baby shower what a stressful thing raising kids to adulthood will be, do they? I'm sending good thoughts your way...strength and courage and wisdom. Hang onto Musicman!

    Sara

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    1. No they don't, doubt any of us would have listened even if they had. Thanks for the good thoughts, I'll most definitely be hanging on to Musicman. Or, he might be hanging on to me, to prevent me from doing someone in, namely the lazy ass baby daddy.

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  16. Oh my goodness! No rest for the wicked, eh? So sorry!!

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    1. No, no rest in sight. Oh well...it could always be worse :)

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