A Week Of Spankings

So, I'm getting better, still not 100%, but on the road to it.  :)  Because of this, the Duke and I have been talking about ways to help me get back into my routine.

One reason I need this, is because I actually have been forgetting to do some pretty basic things.  Dresses when I get home.  I can't remember this, for the life of me. :(  Making the bed in the morning, I was actually getting very good at this, um... not so much now.  I have remembered twice this week, but still, missed a day.  Making the bed with my puppies on the quilt now.  Thank you to the person that gave me the idea in the comments the other day. ;)  Hopefully you know who you are. ;)  I put all three of them on it now. :)  And I might... or might not... *cough* *cough* be sleeping with my new one every night... *cough*  does this make me stupidly childish?  I just can't believe how much that little guy means to me... I've never been so attached to a gift that I can remember.

Anyway, okay, back to topic.  So, in trying to get back into the swing of things, starting tomorrow night, I will be getting a spanking EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.  *GULP*  What is worse, is that it was half my idea.  Well, I wouldn't even say that. lol  I was thinking that might help me, so I went to the Duke and asked if I could ask him something. His reply? "You think you should have a spanking every day for a week, don't you?"  What the????  Okay guys, how in the world, of all the things I could have asked him, did he guess that one????  I literally gave no hints, I am not kidding.  And when should I start freaking out that he can read my mind???

So, he agrees, every day I'll get a spanking, and we'll go over the items I'm doing well on, and then go over some of the items I'm forgetting.  We have decided that this week we will only be looking at me doing some of my chores, making the bed, and putting on dresses.  The rest of my to do list can be added to over the next couple weeks, exercise being one, as we make sure I'm still recovering alright.

One worry, and one reason we're taking it slow, is that for about 30 hours or so this week, my heart felt fluttery, like it might be skipping beats, and racing to 96 beats or so while resting.  My friend who is a nurse said to keep an eye on it.  Once isn't a worry, a second time in the near future she said we'd need to go to the doctor and check for A-Fib... YIKES!!!  Prayer so welcome here, because, YIKES.  That freaked me clear out of my skin.  I happens every now and then going up to 120 beats a minute while resting, always with gas, so I thought it was just the gas causing it all... yeah, looks like that may not be the case.  But the good thing is, I looked it up, if you get it every few months for less than 48 hours, it's supposed to not be too big a deal... yeah, might be talking myself down here, lol.  Anyway, the Duke says I'm making an appointment on Monday to see my doctor, and I'm not allowed to argue.  He then thanked me for being willing to call my doctor.  I told him not to mistake being told to with being willing!  WOOPS!  Thankfully he did not call me on it. lol

So anyway, tonight I had the most energy I've had in a while.  Shoveled out a large section of "mom's" driveway.  Did two loads of laundry when I got home, put away the dishes from the drying rack, tidied up the kitchen, and part of the bedroom, and this morning even made the Duke's lunch!  Sorry Sweetie, for now, don't get too used to it. ;)  But I hope in time it becomes something I do more often for you. :)

I hope you are all having a good week out there.  And in the mean time, wish my very poor bottom a good week.  *gulp*  I've never been spanked more than two days in a row... at least that I can remember.  Heck, I've probably never been spanked more than two to three times in a week... Yeah, I'm a chicken, sue me. ;)  Remember, I'm a spankso, not a spanko.  :)  Here's hoping that changes so that I make it through the week easier.  :)