Time at Home

I took the day off from studying files and organizing my office.  I hung around the ranch instead and did the laundry, washed the dog, mucked out the stables, removed pounds of spiderweb from the stalls, helped hang new feed buckets, and did the things I had been putting off.    Enjoyed every minute hanging out with my Daddy.  Work is not so horrible when you are doing it for people that you love and love you in return.

I even edited quite a few photos.  Cleaned up my Facebook photos (removed all the pictures of hollow and me) and did some art work.  It is amazing how much you can enjoy life when you are not worried about doing something wrong or that you forgot to do something in the first place.

I was so caught up in a failing relationship that I neglected my real family.  Now he would argue that I could have gone to visit at any time, but that is not how a submissive works.  I hated asking for favors for myself.  If hollow had been the astute master he claims to be, he would have told me to to visit my family knowing that I do not do things for myself but for him.  He should have assured me that I needed to go home for a visit and that he would be fine on his own.  Well, that never happened.  I have seen my family 2 times in 3 years.  Once for Thanksgiving in 2010 and the second for Christmas in 2012.   Now I am home making up for lost time.  I found out about a week after I got home, that the surgery and radiation my dad went through did not get all the cancer.   I am torn between finding a place of my own and living on the ranch.  I want both.   My dad needs me as much as I need him.  However, I need my space.   I am using this summer to do a little Dad/Daughter bonding.  Depending on how his health holds up,  I am hoping to be in my own little place by December.  As it is, going to play parties and munches is out of the question.

Sad news,  the only dance hall worth going to, closed down last week.  Guess I will be doing more traveling to Houston to dance and go to meetings/parties....Wait, is that bad news?  Or just another reason to get to go hang out with my friends in Houston EROS and attend more play parties...  HUMMM..   Something for me to think on.  Grin..........