You may have noticed a few changes to the site appearance over the last few weeks. In fact every spring I have done so – made changes I mean – to the way the site looks. But why change it again? I mean it looked great, I spent ages designing it… Well…. Last year I invested in Elementor and created completely bespoke sites, but with one thing and another I have been less active and as the renewal looms I had to assess the viability of doing so. Doesn’t everything seem to come down to money? Pffft!
I am not working anymore so in all fairness I do have to look at things differently and there are so many awesome themes out there I decided that renewing Elementor was not the best use of funds.
Changes Begin -Blossom Theme
Finding a theme took a few hours, I settled on Blossom and deactivated Elementor. I think in all it took me about 2 days of fiddling to get everything how I wanted, but it’s done now and this is how it will remain. (I think….)
What’s in a name?
No, don’t fret, I am not going to spout more poetry. Not today. You may also have noticed the (not so) subtle change to the site title. Does this mean I am not submissive? No, just that right now the dynamics of Dom/sub are not the priority. I still prefer the submissive role, but I have to accept that I am not behaving as submissively as I did. I had rules around purchasing (totally gone out of the window) you should see the stacks of fabrics I have for crafts (LOL) and Mr.H is on first name terms with our local delivery people.
I don’t go downstairs for food without waking Mr.H. but at the same time I will go downstairs to check on the cats, heat a wheat pillow etc. So while some rules (most rules) have gone out the window, others have remained unchanged.
This blog started as a place for me to process the emotions and feelings I had about being submissive, but it evolved over time into a place for me to express myself too, to use my voice and highlight the struggles of having a physical disability as well as ongoing mental health struggles. The responses and encouragement I have received from people have been wonderful and have one more than one occasion made me cry.
I am going to make a renewed effort to write more often.
And now the news…
UK residents can begin to make plans again.
The announcement that the UK lock down is coming to and end has given us something to look forward to as well, and Mr.H has said we will be going to a hotel as soon as they reopen. I’m also hopeful that J will start to leave the premises to visit is girlfriend as soon as travel and meeting up is permitted giving us some alone time at home. These things will mean our sex life can be given some attention.
I am sure that at some point we will have more D/s in our everyday lives but I am beginging to think this may not happen until J leaves home. We had a glimpse of how it could be with the house to ourselves and it is much nicer than having a gown up child in it too.
Social Media is anything but social.
I have stopped interacting on social media almost completely after coming to the stark realization that it really is not a nice social place to be and I do feel much better for it. Notifications of new posts are shared and an old post is shared each day. Despite my lack of interaction my followers have grown steadily, and new people follow this blog too, and I am grateful and humbled that people do so.
Becoming disabled changes friendships.
I have written about this before, in relation to mental health as well as physical disability, but I think it is worth doing so again. Covid 19 has caused friendships to be redefined as it has only been possible to communicate using chat apps, video calls, and the traditional telephone. I wonder how many people have realized their friendships are one sided? How many friendships have perished?
In the beginning of the pandemic chat groups formed. People tried to support each other, and keep their spirits up. Time wore on and the groups got smaller. People left groups because of negativity or for other reasons. Newer friendships withered and died. I find I am once again in that position where only one or two people remain in contact with me. By that I mean, people who message me unprompted as much as I message them. I learned the hard way that there is little point in a friendship when you are always the person reaching out.
The referral to Physiotherapy has been made.
I have a virtual appointment with the physiotherapist in a few weeks, and the pain specialist has noted that he is ‘not concerned with my level of opioid use’. He has made a request that my slow release morphine be reduced by 10mg during the day, so I can take this as standard release morphine instead. His plan is that I can take it as needed to become more active. He also made a couple of suggestions for changing medications around.
Our complaint about the surgeon is still ongoing but I was highly amused to see that the pain specialist copied him in on his letter. It makes a bit of a mockery of his ‘stop taking opioids’ mantra when the pain specialists then say they are not concerned by it!
And now for the weather… Just Kidding!
Well, you are all caught up, I hope each and every one of you is safe and well.