When I was in school I remember reading about the doldrums. For those of you that have never heard of such a thing, its an area of the Atlantic Ocean near the Equator that is very calm, almost to the point where there’s little wind or ocean movement. At the tune we were learning about it, I just thought it was a really neat word, so it’s been in my vocabulary ever since. Only later did I learn that it can also mean a period of time that exhibits the same factors.
It’s been a couple of months since my Pet left for home. She won’t return until Spring 2026, at least that’s the present plan. At that time we didn’t know I was going to be having hernia surgery, nor did we know my wife was going to have a laminectomy, which is happening right now. The minimum healing time for a hernia surgery is about a month, I’ve heard depending on recovery it might be as long as 2 or even 3 months. My job is the sort where there’s no such thing as light duty either you can lift heavy things or you can’t. And if you can’t, then you really are hard pressed to accomplish your job. I don’t want to be a burden to my co-workers, so I don’t foresee coming back until I’m as close to 100% as I can be.
In the interim, we’re in the doldrums. We can’t play together, do much of the things in-person D/s couples take for granted; so we have to make do until our time comes around again. I did have her take the Sybian home with her so when she needs release she can get it without having to resort to outside characters. Human ones. She has said it’s better with the Sybian anyway, so I’m content with that. She has her rope collection, her practice mannequin for working on her rope, and she still gets to rope jams and the occasional BDSM get-together to continue to interact with her scene friends.
We still maintain our dynamic, and discuss what happens next, like it’s in the near future, rather than further down the line. Seeing as we’re from different parts of the country, we’ve often discussed moving together to somewhere else once it’s that time.
I’ve lived in the Northeast US all of my life, and she’s mostly lived in the Southeast. I own my home, she rents. Real estate prices are still out of whack, so if I were to sell my house, I’d most likely want to buy another piece of property instead of renting. When you rent, you’re at the whim of the property owner. You just don’t have the freedom to do what you want with either the land OR the domicile itself. If something goes wrong, you’re at the whim of the landowner to do something about it. If you want to modify anything, again, get permission. It can be maddening a lot of the time. And the landowner might tire of you, or wish to rent to someone else, or jack the rent unreasonably whenever they please. With a deed, you’re either responsible for a mortgage and property taxes and that’s about it (except for insurance and such, but that’s the case with anything you own).
Anyway, just wanted to put pixels to paper as it were. I hope. Everyone has a very nice holiday season. Here’s also to a healthy and happy 2026. Until we read/write again folks.
It is a nice word, Master. We do what we can to meet both our needs for one another. The in person visits are most definitely the best. But, we are also lucky to have all the new technology that is available to us today. So it keeps us going pretty well, along with whatever kinky toys that are at our disposal. 😏 But our future is intact and always will be, as long as I am with you Master that is where home will be. 😘
Thank you, Pet. You always know the right thing to say. I’ve always been of the mindset to ‘Home is where you hang your hat’, but perhaps we can coin a new (kinky) mantra. “Home is where you suspend your sub’. Heh.
It’s good to see you posting again here, even if you are in the doldrums! It’s clear how deep your connection goes and really powerful that you can continue to enjoy each other no matter where you are.
💜