Hello Lovelies, 

I just wanted to say a heartfelt thankyou to our lovely readers, particularly Still Searching For Prince Charming and my “work husband” Sir JGood, for your support and encouragement yesterday. It means a lot that our readers understand why I’ve needed to make the changes I’ve had to make. 

Truthfully told, and after the reaction to yesterday’s “It’s Time For Change” post, I’m in two minds about giving up diary writing completely. On the one hand, maybe sometimes I do overshare a little bit, and going into my perspective of things in a diary-style writing kind of leads to hurt feelings a little bit? On the other hand, however, I realise how important it is for my audience to feel like you know me, and I don’t want to do something that is going to compromise that feeling.

I know you probably want the sexy bits too, but, my dears,  if my lovely readers are going to live vicariously through my writings, we may have to negotiate a little bit on those 😉

Also to my Slowly writers who are waiting anxiously for a reply from me. I promise I will get back to you soon. I do have on my profile that Slowly isn’t always my top priority! 

So allow me to share with you some totally unsexy things that have happened this week, but are still exciting for me nonetheless. 

First of all, I totally kicked ass this week. So it goes, we were supposed to have an electrical safety check (I think sometimes they’re called Fixed Wire Testing but our landlord calls them an “electrical safety check” instead? It beats me, but sadly not like that) on Monday and it was just… tumbleweed. There’s me sat with all of our units pulled forward around me so the electrician can access the electrical sockets, silence. So I checked our video doorbell to make sure I hadn’t missed him, and that’s where it gets funny!

It turns out, the electrician did turn up, note in hand claiming that I supposedly missed him, took a picture of him holding it up to our front door, popped it through our letter box and left. I think our guy thought he could get away with not doing the work, but what he forgot is that whilst he was taking a picture of our front door, our video doorbell was recording footage of him! So I contacted his company and my landlord and showed them the doorbell footage, and needless to say, neither of them were impressed! 

Both launched investigations and our landlord has basically put the company on hot watch to make sure it doesn’t happen again. What’s more, they’re sending out one of their own electricians out next week to carry out the test at my request – three days ahead of when my rescheduled appointment with the original company was supposed to be! My mother has dubbed me a “ferocious hellcat” and to be honest I’ll take it as a compliment. I’m quite lovely by most people’s standards, but it should never be forgotten that all cute little kittens have needle-sharp claws 😉 

Secondly and in the same vein as electrical safety, quite by chance I noticed that the cover of the base of our kitchen light had dropped, again, so I put in a request for a repair. I said yes, it could cause a fire, because I know exposed wires are classed as a fire risk. I also said that yes,  I would be happy to pay for the repair if needs be, although the socket hadn’t been neglected in any way (and to be honest, although I’ve always said that I’d be happy to pay for a repair, not once have I ever needed to because the electrician can see that the damage isn’t through misuse). The following morning I had a text to say that an electrician would be visiting to carry out the work anytime between that very moment and the end of the next day. Nice!

Sure enough, barely an hour later, the electrician arrived. 

I apologised for our dog, who is quite friendly but likes to deafen anyone who visits, and he brushed it off. He asked me what breed he is and I explained, he’s a Jack Russell Terrier. Turns out, we’re both Jack Russell parents, so that sparks off a long conversation about dogs. 

Normally when I meet people and they ask what I do for work, I simply say that I am a writer. If pushed, I say that I write “relationship advice for disabled people”, which is sorta kinda true at a push, isn’t it? Like a really, really big push! Even on Slowly, some people are interested when they read my work, and others aren’t. I don’t force people to know that I write about BDSM, but if they ask for a link without understanding me, they have to understand that kink for disabled (and able-bodied) people is my priority. Pardon me for going all Christian Grey on you here, but kink is how I do relationships, I’ve never not been interested in BDSM. These are, and to quote the fictional billionaire sadist, “the only relationships I have”.

There can be romance in my BDSM relationships, but I don’t do romance without BDSM – I am only attracted sexually to Dominant men. I digress. 

The electrician and I got talking about work and I brushed it off that I’m a writer. One thing led to another and I’d painted myself into a corner in the conversation, but I gathered that he seemed quite progressive and so I ended up coming clean that I write reviews for brands like Pjur, Tantaly and Lovehoney, as well as educating in BDSM, and he found that really fascinating and said that he had a lot of respect for people like me. So that was that, and it actually felt really good to not have to hide behind a wall of feigned innocence. He also told me that his girlfriend is disabled and could take inspiration from me. 

So before he left, I gave him two things: the link to the Lovehoney Forum with the suggestion that he sign up to become a sex toy tester, and my email address in case his girlfriend wanted my support. So far I haven’t heard from her, but that’s okay, it’s still the thought that counts. 

The other thing I did this week was reach out to my ex friend-turned-Dom, B. Was it a good idea or not? I’m still in two minds about that one. Things ended really badly between us, but I have been thinking about him lately and I hated how our friendship ended – we were good friends and co-workers before we took the plunge and become poly partners. I wondered how he was, so I did that probably-stupid thing of taking a peek at his blog and I was saddened to read that he’d been a bit glum without me, he’d also been struggling to move on. I don’t want the relationship again, I’m completely done with that side of us now, but I did at least miss him as a coworker and as a friend. I haven’t heard anything back so far but that’s okay, I’ve left the door open if he wants to talk. 

One last, last thing – if, like me you are on a fitness journey, I highly suggest checking out Daniel JrStretch on YouTube. FInally, it feels good to learn from a fitness guru that I can keep up with!

So that’s me! Kicking ass and taking names. How has your week gone? As always, give this post a like, share, comment below or alternatively, click here for more news & updates. 

Until next time!

Stay safe & have fun,

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