HoH Steve has returned.
For various reasons, DD got put on the back burner for a while. Things went okay at first, but with all the stress we've been under lately, thing started going downhill fast.
That came to an end last Thursday when Steve decided he'd had enough and spanked me. It wasn't as bad as I probably deserved, but it let me know that he hadn't forgotten about it and that he was serious about getting us back on track.
Thanks to that spanking, we ended up talking for a couple days. Our talks led to an agreement that a clean slate was needed so we could start fresh again. That spanking happened over the weekend. As with the previous spanking, it wasn't as bad as it probably should have been. While he did use the paddle, he took it fairly easy on me since it had been a while.
On Monday, he wanted me to go somewhere with him and I didn't want to go. We went back and forth for a minute or two before it occurred to him that he didn't have to argue with me about it. So he told me to quit arguing and get my butt in the car. I didn't even have to look at him to see he was serious; the tone alone told me. I shut up and got in the car.
Then there was yesterday. Before he left for work, Steve asked me to gather the trash and recycling and take them to the curb. Normally, this is something he does, but he knew he had a lot going on and might not have a chance to get to it.
I was busy yesterday and forgot all about it. When I came to bed last night, he was sitting up watching tv so I laid my head in his lap and stretched out across the bed. Then I felt him shift and the ominous sound of a drawer opening.
The paddle came out and he asked me what I was supposed to do. I was drawing a blank so I started naming things he had asked me to do recently (things I had actually done-I'm no dummy). Finally he took pity on me and told me what it was, but not before my bottom was on fire. I think I'm going to have to go back to leaving myself notes of what chores he gives me.
It seem strange to be happy over getting spanked three times in the last week or getting told to quit arguing and get in the car, but I am. When Steve steps back from leading, I feel adrift. Now that he's stepping back up and taking the lead again, my stress level is coming down and I feel a lot more balanced.
As for the housing situation, there's nothing really new on that front. The last time the landlord was here, Steve told him to get everything he planned on getting because he wasn't going to keep coming back every day or two. We haven't saw or heard from them since so I guess they finally got the hint..
One of Steve's friends gave us a lead on two houses that are nearby. We liked both of them, but I'm leaning more towards the second one we looked at because it's on a bigger piece of property and has a creek. Right now neither of the houses are on the market. We're hoping we can work out something before they do since houses in that price range sell fast.
In other news, Steve may be getting a new job. While out the other day, he happened to meet the supervisor of the county maintenance department. They got to talking and it turns out he has an opening in his department and thinks Steve has the skills to fill it. He told him to fill out an application and get it back to him ASAP. He'll have steadier hours, weekends off, benefits and paid holidays and vacation days if he can get it so we have our fingers crossed that it will work out.