I’ve just locked up at work and it’s still daylight. There’s pigeons cooing as they do their best to hump their way through the roofing tiles, and there’s even some warmth to the sunlight. I’m suddenly feeling a bit disoriented.
Other signs as a library person that Spring may have arrived include: an upswing in people borrowing travel guides, less children after school as they either hit the park or are panicking in their revision for exams, and a sudden nagging feeling that the Summer Reading Challenge will soon be upon us and we have no ideas on how to decorate the Children’s Library.
Life’s been a bit busy this last month or so – so busy I’ve not blogged here at all. Instead I’ve been posting pictures on Instagram for that immediate slice of life set of updates that is no substitute for chewing the fat.
February was busy with work, birthday, and of course the polya shenanigans of valentine’s bday. March has more significances to me with not one, but two significant anniversaries.
The first was my seventh wedding anniversary with Lady M. It’s marked on our list as the copper anniversary, so we bought little gifts around that theme. Work got in the way of doing anything particularly expansive, but we did have the week off between my birthday and the anniversary to go up and spend time with my parents.
The second anniversary is actually today, and promoted my return to this space. It’s the first anniversary of my collaring Lady S. In this year, we’ve both grown and evolved, and I look at today with the same mix of “a year already?” and “it’s only been a year?” that I do when contemplating my time with Lady M. It’s marked with joy and love, and a degree of irritation that we’re both working and won’t see each other for a few weeks.
But still, anniversaries, and to two women who make my heart glad, blood pump, and brain pop with equal parts joy, lust, love, silliness, and contentment. My wife and my kink-wife for lack of a better description – and life is good.