It is no secret that we travel less than light. Oh it's not
clothes that burden us, but bedding. We like our own pillows and one small
slave is forced to take a doona 'cos He does not share bedding; his, the
hotels... it makes no difference. This time He decided to not take his pillow
so it was only princess loaded down with hers...
He mocked quietly
Waking up in the darkened hotel room one realised that it
was cold. Fumbling for the doona one found it... securely wrapped around Him.
Gentle moves to retrieve it were met with firm clutching, as He took it further
away to join all the rest of the bedding he was hoarding. Sighing one went back
to an uneasy sleep muttering depreciating comments about masters who are greedy
little bedding hogs.
At some stage one woke up and managed to free the doona from
its captor. Of course it was wrong side up; the toes could feel the embroidered
butterflies. So turning it one made to snuggle down. He sensed the movement and
pounced...
A tussled ensued... it was brief and ugly
One small slave won :D
Waking up a brief time later one gave up, got up, showered
and assessed last night's damage.
Yep He wrecked it. It will probably take a couple of days
for the swelling to go down :(
We went down for breakfast, bleary eyed... well one of us
was... the other one looked smugly triumphant and chipper. He stayed that way
through several laps of a very good hotel breakfast buffet.
He was still looking that way as one drifted off... or tried
to... in a desperate attempt to catch up on some sleep before we checked out. It
was doomed to be short. In fact He awoke one at the appointed hour by trying to
give one a matching set of wrecked holes. He's a giver like that...
Paying our account we hit the road, pausing to stop at a
gaming store and to take some pics of these fabulous little guys on the way
Now we were supposed to stop at IKEA on the way home to look
for a new book case to house all these bloody games that are starting to spill
out all over the place. It was sweltering and even with the air-con in the car
turned on full blast our shirts were soaked. We looked at the idea, admitted to
being foot sore, hot and tired. We made vague noises of commitment to checking
it out online and getting it delivered and ran for home. It ended up with a
dream run and we finished up the afternoon sitting in the pool groaning in
relief.
Some parts of us more than others might one add...
Might plead for an early night... under our respective
doonas... glares balefully at the thief
7 comments:
I'm glad you njoy'd your holiday. Was worried you both had lost your mojo.
LOL No loss of mojo... it's more that the heat at this time of the year can suck the life out of you :D
Hotels have gooood air-con, something our place is singularly lacking in.
Ain't that the truth he says as he mops the sweat from his brow whilst standing in front of the stove with three burners going cooking N's favourite breakfast, eggs Benedict, whilst she reclines in the cool of the bedroom.
To make matters worse having served up breakfast I retire to the only other room with ac to catch up on some recorded shows only to be joined a few minutes later. N states that it is not that hot and can you turn off 'the fridge'. Dialogue pursues with the suggestion I should compromise. Off goes the ac with me nodding quietly that you maybe onto something about Scorpio's and their understanding of the English language.
I've been thinking I could have a "holiday" by pulling down all the blinds on the windows and pretending I'm in Florida with the AC cranked up too high. Instead of freezing in Wi.
@ancilla_ksst See all you need is imagination...
Turns out that even better than imagination is a hotel room with a jacuzzi tub and the heat in the room turned up to 80. :) Brief respite for 3 hours, then back to reality. My life is weird sometimes.
Having seen how cold it looks at your place, one can only imagine how good that felt on aching joints.
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