The Mansion

[DarkWarrioress]

Furious typing could be heard this morning as she keeps one wary eye on her castle game (there's a cheeky fief who hates having been besieged by hers truly. Tough cookies.) and the other is focused on working on a dream sequence for her next post in Kingdom. There's also a football game to enjoy later this morning and somewhere along the way she needs to work in time for a cup of coffee, breakfast and the treadmill.

Life should be so complicated. *snort*

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Ever been so happy that you find yourself holding your breath and wondering if/when the other shoe is going to fall off? Or wondering if something or someone, somewhere, is going to come along and dump a bucket of ice water on you?

I think that's where I am in life right now. Oh, trust me, I am blessed for finding the very person responsible for helping to make me this happy. Life could be a lot worse, I'm thankful it isn't.

I try not to think about things so much. Sir says I think too much. I know I do. I'm trying not to. There are challenges up ahead, but I/we can face and weather them. Right now, my greatest challenge is simply living in the moment. Not ahead. Not behind. But right here and now. Easier said then done, if you ask me.

 

[RainingHeat]

She had been away... Life had been busy... Time spent elsewhere... But, with quiet steps, she returns... and leaves a present for her friend, one of the first friends she had made here....



She knew that both DW and her Sir would very much enjoy this... and for that aforementioned Sir..... a present as well...



with a sly grin.... she slips away... for now....

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Rain. She missed talking with her friend, but knew how RL could easily spirit one away. Cait, herself, was absolutely busy in the RW. It left little time for being here, something she would never have suspected. Although, she blamed Sir a lot for her absence these days.

Rain's gifts would be put to good use, both by Sir and herself. A small grin crossed Cait's lips and a twinkle deepened her eyes. Oh yes... put to very good use. Alas, the clothing wouldn't stay put, but knowing Rain, the woman already knew that.

She had been away... Life had been busy... Time spent elsewhere... But, with quiet steps, she returns... and leaves a present for her friend, one of the first friends she had made here....



She knew that both DW and her Sir would very much enjoy this... and for that aforementioned Sir..... a present as well...



with a sly grin.... she slips away... for now....

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The picture, a gift from Niri, spoke to her on different levels. With a little help from a ladder, a hammer and a nail, it was hung in her study, so that when she looked up from the computer screen, it was the first thing her eyes saw.

 

[Light Ice]

A rose. Solitary. Singular. Sincere.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

A rose. Solitary. Singular. Sincere.

A smile. Just as sincere. She missed him.

Had he known she was thinking about him? Coincidence? Perhaps. Maybe not. He always showed up and left her a flower.... or two.

Her morning carried on.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

A busy busy weekend with little spare time except for my evenings with Sir. My writings have taken a backseat to the RW. That bothers me. A lot.

A post in the works for Fr33k. (I just need to get use to this new keyboard and re-jumpstart Elana)

Another is being mulled over for Sir. He and I are both remiss in keeping up with our posts but... between the RW and certain other games, well, let's just say, it's a good thing we write together.

My exercise has been remiss this weekend. Hell, it's been dead, though I have been trying to walk further whenever possible. So, it's back to the grind for me today. Hopefully getting a few other things done too and I'm REALLY hoping to have something for Fr33k before the end of the week. Arugh!

 

[DarkWarrioress]

One day rolls into another. One week is fulfilled and another begins. Time flies. Why is it that the older I get, time seems to fly faster than I can keep up with it or is it that I am living in the moment so completely that I fail to recognize the passage of time?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Small feet tap an unsteady tattoo upon pavement leading to a front door. A single sweet and lemon grass bundle is wrapped by a bright red string. A gift from one searcher to a Lady.

Small fingers form a fist which knocks ever so gently upon a door. When the maid answers, husky alto says...like always.

"This is for her, for clarity and meditation. Purification. She's in my thoughts. Tell her."

And then cinnaskinned boi, smelling of sandalwood, vanilla and cinnamon...turns and walks away.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Small feet tap an unsteady tattoo upon pavement leading to a front door. A single sweet and lemon grass bundle is wrapped by a bright red string. A gift from one searcher to a Lady.

Small fingers form a fist which knocks ever so gently upon a door. When the maid answers, husky alto says...like always.

"This is for her, for clarity and meditation. Purification. She's in my thoughts. Tell her."

And then cinnaskinned boi, smelling of sandalwood, vanilla and cinnamon...turns and walks away.

Well at least the maids were still doing their job.

That was her first thought as she entered her home. Her second thought came swiftly on the heels of the first as her eyes spied a gift on the side hallway table and a small scribbled note. Her fingers closed around the note, lifting it to read. A smile formed across her lips.

Wolfing!

The note was discarded for the gift on the tale. lifting to her nose. She recognized it from her devotional to to her Native American roots and time spent devoted to learning. Thoughtfully, she carried the bundle into her study, closing the door behind her.

She was ever so glad that the Wolfing and herself had found their way back toward the other even though the Wolf was seldom seen in these lands, but then, she, herself, was hardly around either with the majority of her time spent with Sir. Oh, her stories brought her back even though she had been horridly late with a response for Fr33k. Her other two were with Sir and even now, she owed him two responses. Again.

No matter how long she roamed, this was still her home away from home. Too much had happened here for her to totally discard this place.

After all....

He still left her flowers.

 

[Light Ice]

After all....

He still left her flowers.

And he always would.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Never one to worry about Ice and because they had fostered a trusting, caring, friendship, life carried on. Life has kept me busy. Hell, Sir has kept me happily busy. The countdown was five and a half months. Easy enough to wait out.

Sitting back in my desk chair, cup of coffee in hand, I contemplate my threads and responses owed to Sir. Okay.... so maybe I need to just get dressed and wander down to the store and fetch the things I need then maybe words would form for me. I feel the itch to write, I just can't make the words come together.

*sigh*

Muse... thy name is fickle.

Bitch.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Tired. Extremely.

I wish I could get my blood sugars on an even keel. Last night they took a serious dip to extremely low levels. I'm glad I was still awake to catch it. Without panic, I got them elevated again but it was late before I could get some sleep. Today, I've been a wreck and not in a good way so hopefully tomorrow will be better. I just need to adjust especially with this newly forged exercise program of mine and hopefully, my blood sugars will level out. I may even get lower dosage on my meds. That would be nice.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Ugh.

It's been one of those overcast, slightly cooler days that made wanting to get anything done, hard. I didn't accomplish nearly as much as I wanted to today. Thank goodness for the slow cooker and a good, quick recipe for chili.

Now, sitting at my desk, I was staring blankly at an open empty page and hoping the words would come to me for a post owed. I just can't drum up any. *sigh* I wonder if there's a way to seduce my muse?

 

[Fish_Tales]

*silently, without fanfare, as is my style, I stroll up to the door and don't bother to knock. I walk through the lower level till I find the kitchen and I pull out a note and place it on the bench...*

I'm not gone, just working on things.

I hope you are well.

Bye

 

[DarkWarrioress]

*silently, without fanfare, as is my style, I stroll up to the door and don't bother to knock. I walk through the lower level till I find the kitchen and I pull out a note and place it on the bench...*

I'm not gone, just working on things.

I hope you are well.

Bye

I'm well, Fish. I hope you are too. Miss talking to you.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The days sneak in and roll out. Eventually, the days turn to weeks and weeks into months before I find myself here again. Luckily for the maids, they get to keep their bloody jobs. Without Ice to fall over themselves about, they have nothing else to do but insure this place is spotless.

I am worried about the kid brother. He moved to Georgia and did I mention, got himself engaged and short thereafter his fiancee had some sort of break down, cold feet or whatever you want to call it because now, she's not so sure she's in love with him that way. You know. The I-love-you-I-want-to-spend-my-life-with-you sort of way. I can't live his life for him but I can and do, ache for him. This is just one of those things he has to go through.

Life with Sir continues. No complaints. No regrets. He makes me smile and laugh. He also shows a great deal of insight and depth. I just want to lick him to see if he's real. *grin* I mean, after all, no figment of my imagination could taste so good, right?

My comp gave up the ghost. Bloody nasty thing. I went down and bought another. I still need to take both down and have the information on the old one slid over to this new one and at first it was... I HATE WINDOWS 8. Now, I admit it, I'm getting use to it. The jury's still out if it's a love or hate relationship though.

Life is hard. It's rough. Having someone who loves you, despite all the flaws you see in yourself, rounds the edges. That's my last wish while I exist in this world. To love. Be loved. Be happy.

I deserve it. I'm worthy of it.

Now. I need to go start penning a reply for Dryfter. It's long overdue.

 

[RainingHeat]

I was curious how your brother was doing. Sorry to hear that things are not quite going the way he had hoped.

The good thing is, he has you, and you love him. I am sure he knows that.

I am also glad to hear that you an "Sir" are going strong. That makes me smile...

 

[Fish_Tales]

I'm well, Fish. I hope you are too. Miss talking to you.

*steals in*

Likewise, I miss it, dear Cait.

There are always things that need doing, especially with slack youngsters who constantly need reminding that doing well is not just about using your God-given talents, it then also means you must invest some of yourself in them. After all, Nature is not stingy - we all have talents. It's what we do with them that is the true test and the true mark of character.

I'm afraid I'm becoming somewhat withdrawn and prone to lone musings on things. Maybe it's age, maybe it's the realisation that there's a lot of "luck" that people throw away.

I don't know, but it's nice to have somewhere to post such thoughts, free of encumbrances.

I'm pleased to see you are happy(ish). You have have always been sensible and empathetic. You do indeed deserve it....whatever your particular "it" is.

But in the meantime, likewise.

*steals out....always someone to supervise or gently chide...but not before leaving her something*

 

[DarkWarrioress]

I was curious how your brother was doing. Sorry to hear that things are not quite going the way he had hoped.

The good thing is, he has you, and you love him. I am sure he knows that.

I am also glad to hear that you an "Sir" are going strong. That makes me smile...

yes, dear Rain.. and I think you had something to do with that. *warm smile* I miss you. I miss talking to you. I hope all is well with you and yours. Caring for an elder person is not an easy task and often times, quite trying. I hope you and the hubby are doing well. I kind of hold you both in a light of success when I start to stress from over thinking. I also keep hearing Sir's voice in my head telling me I over think too much and He's right, I do.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Damn if Time doesn't get away with you when life steps up.

I owe Fr33k a post. The brain cells are charging even now.

Contemplating story ideas. I think I need something new to stimulate my lagging imagination.

I rescued two kittens about a month ago. They were nothing but but skin and bones. How they ended up on my doorstep, I don't know. I don't care. I just know that if I ever ran into whoever had them, they weren't getting them back. Wouldn't you know it, I did. It turns out it was a neighbor a couple of houses down from me. I lied when he asked if I had seen them.I've known this guy since we were kids. It's not often I say this about someone, but he's a loser. Can't hold down a job. Does drugs. Can barely look after himself. He sure as hell couldn't look after a couple of kittens. They're healthy now, less skittish. A handful and it means I got two more kitties than I wanted but Pip and Bella are mine and I wouldn't trade them for anything. Even when they run back and forth across my legs in the dead middle of the night chasing each other or get into mischief or fill the cat litter box with a lingering, deadly aroma that could kill a horse and make my eyes water. Profusely.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Okay, so....

Got a call from the kid brother, things are going much better these days between him and his lady. I reminded him to have some patience, that she is young, just turned 21 this past summer, very inexperienced at life. He's doing his best while looking for a better job.

About a month or so ago, I came home from taking the girl to school and found two small, starved kitties, no more than 4-6 weeks old on my doorstep, obviously littermates. They're inseparable. I took them in and they wormed their way into my heart.

This is Pip, the male.

This is Bella, the little girl.​

They look so much better then they did when I found them. They're loved, sassy and well fed now.