When I proposed our little bet, I clearly didn't think it through very well. If I had, I would have waited for a week that wasn't already shaping up to be a stressful one. Instead I let my mouth get ahead of my head and plunged right into a stressful week with Steve having some extra incentive to be consistent. Needless to say, I got a lot more spankings than I had planned on.
As the week progressed, I got more and more stressed. I knew that at the end of the week we would be driving over to see my family. While I was looking forward to seeing some family members, the recent friction with my mom had me dreading the trip as well.
Steve could tell I was stressing because I kept getting more and more worked up about it. Now I don't know about you guys, but when I get stressed, I tend to get a bit moody and snappish. Somehow I managed to keep that to a minimum, but it was clear to both of us that it probably was going to end with me over his knee.
The night before we were set to leave, I seriously considered asking for a spanking to help pull me out of it and hopefully help me keep it together during our little trip. But Steve was tired so I ended up not doing it.
The next morning while we were getting ready to leave, it was clear that my mood was heading downhill fast. Steve surprised me by not spanking or even giving a warning, but pulling me into his arms for a hug and then rubbing some of the tension out of my neck and shoulders.
During the trip, he kept up a constant stream of chatter about anything and everything, not giving me much opportunity to dwell on the upcoming visit with my mom. Whenever I got quiet and he could tell I was starting to think about it, he'd reach over and squeeze my leg and then say something so random that he would get me cracked up. As a result, we actually had a pleasant drive over.
Since my mom's house was going to be our last stop of the day, I was actually able to relax a bit and enjoy visiting with everyone. Steve kept a close eye on me all day, coming over if he saw I was getting stressed to give me a hug, kiss, a squeeze on the bottom or rub my neck for a minute.
Once we left there and were on the way to my mom's house, the tension returned. He went back to chattering again and reaching over to squeeze my leg from time to time. When we got there, it was as tense as I had expected. I nearly turned and walked away when my mom answered the door because her attitude was so cold. But my daughter had been looking forward to seeing her grandma so I went on in.
I won't bore you with all the details of that particular visit, but suffice it to say that it did not go well at all. By the time we left there, there was steam coming out of my ears and my mood had taken a definite turn for the worst. Steve was sympathetic while I vented, then he went back to squeezing my leg and chattering.
As a result, I made it through the whole stressful situation without snapping at him once, something that surprised us both. He could have spanked before our trip as a reminder to watch my mood and probably would have had to spank again when we got home because of my mood, but he didn't.
Instead, he kept reminding me in little ways all day long that he was there for me and I could lean on him. And because he handled it that way, I was able to let go of the tension and actually enjoy my time with other family members and then lean on him when the visit with my mom didn't go well. And even though I still vented some anger, it was to him, not at him.
Normally when I get stressed, I turn inward. I pull all those feelings inside, block them up behind a wall and try to go on. Of course, this doesn't do much good because eventually I run out of room and all the anger and frustration comes shooting out in a not so pretty explosion.
Thanks to the way Steve handled things, I didn't do that this time. So when I snuggled up in his arms last night, I thanked him for helping me get through it. It would have been easy for him to just focus on dealing with the result of the stress. But he made the effort to help me handle the problem and because he did, we both got through it without that explosion.