Slow steps

Yesterday was three days in a row at the gym. :) 

I have determined that the pedometer I wore at work the other day is horribly inaccurate. I mean, I am all for tacitly accepting the proposal that I did walk nearly 30,000 steps, but I feel like that is too much. I walk A LOT at work, but not quite that much. I feel like 20,000 is more accurate. I don't feel like shelling out 10-20$ for a new pedometer though. Oh well.

I have done well with my bedtime ritual over the past couple days. I got a new night cream a couple weeks ago and I think I can see a difference now. I need to switch back to my regular one in the mornings because the night cream has no SPF built in. Us pale people need our SPF!

Bloodwork came back. I do not have celiac disease, which is awesome. I think that leaves the fact that I am vaguely lactose-intolerant though. Must work to nail this down because I'm sick of feeling crappy after eating. My thyroid medication is allegedly keeping me in the zone. Not sure why my hair is thinning then, but I will be seeing a dermatologist in a few weeks so maybe she can help. If not, I will be seeing my doctor again to recheck my levels in a couple months, and maybe she can think of something else. I also need a haircut. My hair is getting too long and heavy again--making it look thinner than it is. The other blood tests came back good--my sugars are good, iron is good (thanks to vitamins), and the only "bad" things are my total cholesterol and my bad cholesterol (HDL or LDL, I can never remember). They are both only about 10 points above the good level, so I am not too far gone for fixing.

Dinners have been planned well recently, as per Sir's vegetable directive following the pseudo-appendix incident of last weekend. Yesterday's dinner was a recreation of a restaurant dish with mushrooms, onion, red pepper sauce, and chicken. So good. I used whole wheat pasta too, so that takes a little of the carb-phobia out.

I have an interview next week for a new job! I have a feeling that I will get this one. Not to jinx it. I had such a migraine from work today--two Aleve and a shot of vodka to wash it down. Kidding about the vodka. But it crossed my mind.

Sir and I watched Secretary with Maggie Gyllenhall last night. Overall, I was kind of disappointed at the portrayal of Lee as a crazy girl, but once she stopped cutting herself, I was more interested. Not that cutting yourself makes you crazy. I used to scratch myself  until not too long ago, and I don't think I am crazy. Lee's character just seemed so unsure of herself, so childish at times. Her posture in particular just screamed I HAVE NO SELF WORTH. I think it takes a strong person to be a submissive and I think she could have been written differently. I did like the last fifteen minutes where he tests her and leaves with instructions not to lift her feet.

Sir has made me a list of things to do on my next day off (!). He has never physically written out a list for me. I feel strangely excited. I think one thing I like about the idea of submission is the giving up of control to someone you trust. I have had trust issues with Sir at the beginning of our relationship (because I got screwed over by my ex, not anything Sir did), and I think this is the ultimate show of trust and respect.

Sir just wandered down into the basement with a funny look on his face. I asked him jokingly if he was working on something pervy (my code word for something D/s with him, since he is more vanilla than not still). He blushed and started smiling. Now I hear power tools, so either he was lying or I am in for some fun later.

Always his,
HLA

Taking care of myself

I had a doctor's appointment the other day. I haven't been to a regular doctor since I was little (my mom thinks check-ups are stupid) but I needed a refill for my thyroid medicine and had some questions that I wanted to ask a regular general doctor.

She ordered a ton of blood tests to check my thyroid levels and some other stuff to get a baseline for me. I'm really mostly concerned about my thyroid because over the past year, my hair has thinned noticeably. Sir has considered taking me to one of those laser hair places because it makes me so uncomfortable. My hair used to be so thick that if I didn't blow dry it, it wouldn't dry for a whole day. Now, I can air dry it for ten minutes and it is almost dry. So I have to go in soon and get the blood drawn so we can get to work on my thyroid.

Sir has been exhausted for several days now, so I have no sexy time reports. We haven't had a day off together for a while now so that is probably contributing as well. I've been trying to take special care of him and we will have some time this weekend, so I have good feelings about that.

I was on Submissive Guide the other day and there was an article about making your own mantra. So here is mine. I am a positive and motivated person who is working toward a better me!

Here are some more days of kink for you!


Day 23: Since getting into kink, how have your interests/perspectives changed?

I am more willing to try new things in general. Foods, movies, activities--I feel more free, I guess.

Day 24: Qualities I look for in a partner:

Caring, trustworthy, honest. My Sir is a very good match for me. Good thing we are married to each other.

Day 25: How open are you about your kinks?

Not at all open with my family. Imagine a door, sealed with duct tape, backed by a cement wall. That's the mental image I get. The door that leads to my professional life is closed, but you can see light around the edges. Probably all the women at work have read Fifty Shades, and several more enjoy the Bared to You series--and the discussion of any future movies and who should play the male leads is as far as we go. The door that leads to Sir is cracked, and gets a little more open every day. He is still getting used to this, but I haven't scared him off so far.

Off to clean/shop/watch TV and do nothing. Wish me luck!

Always his,
HLA