Sleep, work, and time

I didn't sleep well last night. I woke up a few times during the night, so I felt tired by the time that I needed to get up.

I've received about 67% of content delivered to me at work. They are essentially three large chunks of information. I got the first one done yesterday. I suspect that the other two chunks will be larger, but it's hard to gauge.

My workplace is closed till June 1 know. I have a feeling that this deadline will be extended for a while.

There are some positives to staying at home. I don't spend as much. I also enjoy cooking meals and having more time to myself.

Here's hoping that I sleep better tonight.

Robe and construction at midnight

I do love my staycation, despite still going into work daily. I like the robe and slippers that I have. I feel cozy wrapped up in a robe.

The only downside is that there was construction happening at midnight for several hours. I don't get it. Sure, it's next to a highway. Do the construction crew not realize that it's a fairly residential area and that folks perhaps want to sleep?! I slept with my earplugs on, so I was good.

Here's hoping that I don't have to sleep with earplugs in tonight.

Foot and muscle pain sucks when you want to sleep

Now and again, I get muscle spasms in my right foot. It was pretty bad last night. I woke up at nearly 4 am to pain.

I can't recall how many ibuprofen pills I managed to take. It was strange, but I had a mini panic attack. My bedroom was getting hot, mainly because of my tossing and turning in bed along with the heating kicking in. I had to drink some water and eat a protein bar to ease things for me. I also took long breaths, which helped.

I didn't go back to bed, but I had a conference call at 7 am. I said hi at the beginning and actually fell asleep for nearly two hours. Hopefully, I wasn't called upon to say anything. This meeting call ended up being just under four hours.

Part of me wanted to call in sick. However, I took it easy working from home, as the muscle pain lasted all day, with it dying off right about now.

Some days are rough. Here's hoping that tomorrow will be much better.

Knocking at my door to hug, kiss, and make me orgasm

I heard my guy's distinctive knocks on my room door. My heart and feet raced over to the door.

The peephole didn't help much. All I saw was charcoal grey. I knew it was my guy standing there. I opened the door. I was thrilled to see him.

"Hello," he smiled. "I noticed the do-not-disturb sign and decided to knock."
"That's okay. You don't work for this hotel chain," I replied, which made him smile walking in.

This exchange refers to my hotel incident on my recent vacation. I had the do-not-disturb sign on my room's doorknob. Yet, housekeeping still decided to knock on the door. I had to point out this issue to the housekeeping guy.

My guy took his hat off. I naturally went to caress his perfectly uniform head. I forgot that I was walking on a carpeted floor, so I gave my guy a static shock by accident. He was okay.

We hugged a few times. They were meaningful, loving hugs. We missed each other so much.

My guy took off his charcoal grey wool coat. We went over to the couch. We hugged, cuddled, and kissed. It all felt wonderful.

His right hand moved down to my right buttock. Light smacks landed on it.

"I can't wait to punish you," he whispered.
"No, I'm a good girl," I playfully said.
"You are never good," he replied.

We kissed some more.

"I'm going to take off my clothes and we can go to the bed to cuddle some more, if you're okay with it," he said.
"I'd love that," I replied.

My guy looked good as I watched him undress in front of me.

I was heading towards the bedroom. He hugged me from behind, which his hard member rubbing up against my butt. His hug across my breasts moved down to my crotch. He was fingering me and kissing my neck. Moments later, I came.

It was a nice start to welcoming him back.