I had maintenance yesterday. We always start our maintenance sessions with a conversation about the last two weeks. What worked or didn't work for us in our dynamic. It's also a time where either one of us can confess wrongdoing. I'm always nude and on my knees in front of him during these conversations, and I confessed that I was late to the kids' pediatrician appointment earlier last week. I didn't give myself enough time to get there and that the office wasn't happy with me and only just barely let me keep the appointment.
He asked all the things - was there traffic or something out of my control that made me late. But it really was just me not giving us enough time to get there. I knew as I was leaving the house that I'd be late. I hoped he'd be lenient on me because everything worked out - we were able to keep the appointment.
But he lectured me instead about respecting the doctor's time and respecting the office staff time. That when I make an appointment I am responsible for keeping it, and this type of lateness is a bad example for the children. So in addition to my normal maintenance spanking, I also got a punishment spanking. The maintenance was a normal spanking, done over his knee and with his hand until I was just feeling teary. But punishment spankings? Oh no, they are harder and are ALWAYS done to full tears. My rear end was already bright red from the hand spanking and then Sir used the belt on it for my punishment. I was squirming and crying almost immediately. I spent some time calming down in the corner before beings sat at the desk to write lines "I will be punctual at all times" two hundred times.
This is called ACCOUNTABILITY my friends, and I'm glad I have someone to hold me to it. Even when I hate it in the moment.
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#holy moly#I have questions about soundproofing and privacy#not as a criticism of your life but like… how to manage in my house?#not to say we have privacy or time at the moment#but thinking a few years ahead
Our house is a split-foyer style. So you walk into the foyer and there's a half flight of stairs up, and a half flight down. The upstairs has living/dining room and kitchen, Two bedrooms (the kids) and a bathroom. The half flight down is the attached single car garage on one side, and the primary bedroom on the other side. The people we bought it from had a teenager who was a drummer and the primary bedroom was used as his jam space. They had taken the walls down to the studs and added extra....something (I don't know the details) to keep sound from traveling out of that room. It 's not soundproof, but it's pretty sound tight. Sound still travels through the door and ductwork obviously, but being on a different floor from the kids helps with that.
Even so, we do it all as quietly as possible and only once the children are well and sound asleep.
I don't pretend to believe this will necessarily last as they get older. Right now they have that toddler dead-to-the-world style of sleep, but I know as kids get older they cycle through lighter sleep stages more often. So my expectation is that we will have to find other ways at some point.
