Unique, Vanilla, Weekends

Unique

I wanted to write about the amazing and unique folks I have met in real life and encountered online as part of this blogging journey. From the start I found the support and encouragement provided by other bloggers was unrivalled. Many of the blogs I read in those early days have unfortunately gone. But the comments of those bloggers on my posts remain. It was through reading and commenting that led them to me. I can’t underestimate the importance of supporting each others work, of commenting and providing constructive feedback. So if you find a blog and visit regularly, then comment. You and they are a unique bunch of people.

Vanilla

I have a category on my blog labelled: Vanilla family life. There was a time when my life was clearly decided between my vanilla life and kinky pursuits. A time when I juggled family and relationships, work and play time. But as external elements to my current relationship fell away, so have the posts in that category.

Yesterday I met with my husband and agreed that finally we will divorce. It pains me that for so many years, I wrote that this day was imminent. Only to discover that another year went by and little seemed to have changed.

It is only now that I can look back and see that changes had been incremental and that the day would come when that part of my life would be complete. That day is almost here.

There will always be vanilla family times. I have responsibilities as a mother and daughter. But increasingly we live our life in the way we want. The balance has definitely shifted.

Weekends away

Weekends away are an important interlude when you are working. Indeed they still are. From the beginning of the blog I wrote about the fun that went with a weekend spent away from home, often in a hotel. The most memorable from the previous relationship with S was when we met up with another couple in Warwick. This included my one and only sexual encounter with another woman. It also included DP with her partner and S. I struggle to this day to express my feelings about it all, other than to say sensory overload occured. I guess it is still the kinkiest thing I have done.

When Master and I are away for the weekend we try to capture a Sinful Sunday opportunity along the way. That way we have a record of the lovely rooms, beautiful mirrors, bathrooms and other fun things that happen along the way.

Memories are made and recorded and sometimes blogged about later. These days though we don’t always have to go away at the weekend. Sometimes it might be a Monday night….