Double Double Toil and Trouble

Monday 21st November 2011
Trouble is brewing in my house.

I had been such a good girl all last week.  I don’t know, ever since we talked about more immediate consequences for breaking our set rules, and his agreeing that he will be stricter and issue immediate consequences, I’ve been on my toes and on my best behaviour.  I think it’s the not knowing if when or where it might happen.  It’s good incentive to behave, I have to admit.

OK, I admit it, I behaved except for Wednesday last week when we had a slight disagreement over my attitude about something and I pulled one too many faces and so by bed time he had had enough and I found myself at the wrong end of the cane.

Owwwww

Well my bad girl angel was banished for a while and I was doing so well.  I really truly was your honour.

We had maintenance last night.  Owww….is maintenance meant to be that harsh???  OH yeah, that’s right I forgot – its maintenance and/or punishment if there was something in the book that he has not dealt with earlier in the week…..like for example 7 days worth of no exercise, one weekly weigh in which was not good, and one little incey wincey incident of disobedience, which in my humble opinion was hardly worth mentioning.  OK OK my opinion doesn’t really count by the time we get to weekly accountability, I know.

Urrgghhhh.  After a quick lecture in the living room and having to answer sir to everything I was taken to the bedroom and over the end of the bed I went, trousers and panties yanked (that’s right, literally yanked down around my ankles and over my feet)…..oh and my feet covered with material on wooden floors – is not good for traction and so I couldn’t move out of position!!!.  His hand held solidly on my back.  Gees, where has my laid back mellow husband gone?  Tears didn’t bother him either, he just gave me a pillow to cry into as he paddled and caned me for 7 days of no exercise and that one little incey wincey disobedient act. 

Owwwww. 

He asked if I was OK, rubbed my back for a minute or two and then left me to get dressed again.  I sure felt chastised.  I really did. 

When I returned to the living room we sat for a while and he said that he is going to step up the punishment for the exercise from now on.  He has this implement he is going to adjust and use instead of the cane.  It’s a piece of wire – fairly thick but very flexible and it hurts like something not right.    From now on if I don’t do my exercise he will use that on me until I get it into my head that it’s better for me to exercise.  And he is not going to wait until the end of the week anymore, I want immediate consequences, OK then I’ve got them.  If I don’t do my exercises that morning, that night I am to be punished with this “thing”.  It's for my own good I was told.  Exercise is good for me and he really wants me to be healthier and fitter and so if I don’t do it then the punishment is for my own good too!  I don’t like HOH logic!!!

Fast forward to this morning.  He left to start his day well before me and rang me to see if I had done my exercises, this was the conversation….very short, sweet and to the point!!!

“Errr….(just say yes, just say yes, just say yes) no baby sorry I didn’t.”

“Well no good being sorry now is it.  I told you yesterday what is going to happen so I guess you are in trouble tonight”

“Are you going to use that thing on me?”

“Sure am, make sure its out on the bed to remind me to adjust it.”

“Urrggghhhh”

*quiet evil laugh* “OH and baby if I forget, you have to remind me.”

*big sigh* Yes sir

Urrggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  here's to hoping my day goes slowly.