As the new year approaches, I have made some very drastic changes in my life, yet again. I have left the man that I called Master and that held me up as my life fell apart because of my husband leaving. As the new year approaches, I am officially starting over. I have no home because my husband decided not to pay the mortgage. My dogs that I love more than anything in the world are in temporary care of some very good friends of the community.
There has, however, been so much good come out of all this, I just had to come on here and brag a little. First, I found my true self. Doing that has left me a little confused off and on, though. I have found out that I am not a slave anything, not even a submissive or a switch. I am a dominant that for the right person and having the right state of mind, I bottom for a scene.
Second, thanks to finding myself, I have found someone that I have fallen madly in love with. This is the kind of love that proves that I've never been in love before now. He is my slave, he serves me no matter what I need or want. At the same time, he has made me a much better person on the inside. I cuddle now (never did that before), I have to have him in my bed holding me or I don't sleep. I never even did that with my husband! This man, this slave, is the Gods gift to me, and I thank them every day for him contacting me to catch up when he did.
Don't get me wrong, I've had some down falls since this as well. I have lost two people (a submissive and a slave), both of whom I did love, just not the same way. I have had to morn those relationships while still being extremely excited that my relationship with slave is growing each and every day. I have a female submissive who is also a little, a pup, and a kitty all rolled up in one. Like the others, I love her, just differently. Because I left the man I called Master, I am currently staying at my ex-submissive's apartment until I can get enough money to get my own place again.
I have one new clips store on clips4sale, with two more coming out either by the end of this year or the first of next. I also partnered up with a store on there to trade some clips off and on with her. Oh, and there is a new fetish site coming out, that I am very proud to be a part of starting on the ground floor.
I've had huge ups and downs in the past few months. But, every morning I wake up knowing it's going to be a great day. I know this, because I am loved by not only my friends, my slave, and my little, but also by you, my many fans. I know everything is going to be ok as long as I push forward. I know this in my heart, in my mind, and in my soul, so watch out 2013, because this is going to be the year of Jackie Daniels aka The House of Daniels.
Jackie Daniels
This is about the every day life of amateur fetish/porn actress, Jackie Daniels. I will tell you what I do when I'm not shooting and posting my videos, why I'm falling behind, everything you ever wanted to know (and a lot more)!
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Monday, June 4, 2012
Today is the day
Well, it's finally here, the day that I thought I wanted, my divorce is final. I thought that's what I wanted to happen, after all he did cheat on me. Now that it's here, though, I am having a lot of mixed emotions. I feel like I failed in some way. I feel like maybe I'm completely and totally unable to be loved or to love for that matter. I feel like just locking myself up in my room, curling up in a ball, and crying none stop.
I'm not sad that it's over or that he's gone (because let's face it, he was a piece of shit), it's the man that I married that I am missing. He changed so much over the 8 years we were married, he actually became someone I didn't know. I am now officially part of his ex-wife club (yes there is actually one), the ones that he thought he could break into little pieces and make want him forever! The other two do want him back. Me, on the other hand, I can't even stand to say his name because I hate him that bad!
At the same time, I had to of loved him at one point because I did marry him. When we met it was love at first sight, actually. He was charming, funny, smart, good looking........everything a girl wants in a man. When he left, though, he didn't shave, showered once a week if I was lucky, drank a case of beer a night, and was abusive in every way possible. He lashed out at me anytime something went wrong in his life (even his new thing pissing him off).
We were very normal, and hid our problems so well that I was shocked when he started his affair. Everyone that we knew was amazed that we were having problems. He, of course, blames me for his online affair, because of finding my kinky side. I blame him because he just wasn't attractive to me any more. I'm sorry, but who would want to have a sexual relationship with someone that NEVER showered! In all reality, though, I truly think it was both of us. After all, if someone found their partner attractive, they would shower and look nice. Even after I showered every day, I would put on night clothes because I didn't want to have sex with him.
Now that today is here, I am feeling rejected, hurt, and alone. I know I have my Master that would be more than willing to comfort me (if I would let him). I know I have all of my friends in the community that would give me the much needed shoulder to cry on or a pat on the back for comfort. The problem is, I can't allow anyone to see my human side. I'm so afraid that they will think I was weak (not the brave strong person they always see), that I can't allow anyone to see my real side. As I sit here writing this, Master is less than 2 feet away from me, feeling everything I am feeling, and neither one of us is talking about what is going on. He always gives me my space to figure out my emotions on my own--like he knows I need. He would never assume I needed him to hold me, force me to be in his arms, because he knows that would break me way beyond repair. My friends on the other hand, would force me. That's why I am sitting here writing this instead of being with them!
I know deep down in my heart this is a very good thing. Now I don't need to talk to him or ever see him again. At the same time, I still morn the man that I loved all those years ago, the man I pledged my life and eternity to. Today, I wonder if it was just me that can't be loved, or if maybe just maybe it is he who can not love no matter who he is with. Today, I shall sit here and wonder what went wrong with us and our happy life we thought we were going to have together. Today, unlike any other day, I shall sit and cry, allowing all to see my true raw emotions. Tomorrow, however, is different because tomorrow starts my new life!
I'm not sad that it's over or that he's gone (because let's face it, he was a piece of shit), it's the man that I married that I am missing. He changed so much over the 8 years we were married, he actually became someone I didn't know. I am now officially part of his ex-wife club (yes there is actually one), the ones that he thought he could break into little pieces and make want him forever! The other two do want him back. Me, on the other hand, I can't even stand to say his name because I hate him that bad!
At the same time, I had to of loved him at one point because I did marry him. When we met it was love at first sight, actually. He was charming, funny, smart, good looking........everything a girl wants in a man. When he left, though, he didn't shave, showered once a week if I was lucky, drank a case of beer a night, and was abusive in every way possible. He lashed out at me anytime something went wrong in his life (even his new thing pissing him off).
We were very normal, and hid our problems so well that I was shocked when he started his affair. Everyone that we knew was amazed that we were having problems. He, of course, blames me for his online affair, because of finding my kinky side. I blame him because he just wasn't attractive to me any more. I'm sorry, but who would want to have a sexual relationship with someone that NEVER showered! In all reality, though, I truly think it was both of us. After all, if someone found their partner attractive, they would shower and look nice. Even after I showered every day, I would put on night clothes because I didn't want to have sex with him.
Now that today is here, I am feeling rejected, hurt, and alone. I know I have my Master that would be more than willing to comfort me (if I would let him). I know I have all of my friends in the community that would give me the much needed shoulder to cry on or a pat on the back for comfort. The problem is, I can't allow anyone to see my human side. I'm so afraid that they will think I was weak (not the brave strong person they always see), that I can't allow anyone to see my real side. As I sit here writing this, Master is less than 2 feet away from me, feeling everything I am feeling, and neither one of us is talking about what is going on. He always gives me my space to figure out my emotions on my own--like he knows I need. He would never assume I needed him to hold me, force me to be in his arms, because he knows that would break me way beyond repair. My friends on the other hand, would force me. That's why I am sitting here writing this instead of being with them!
I know deep down in my heart this is a very good thing. Now I don't need to talk to him or ever see him again. At the same time, I still morn the man that I loved all those years ago, the man I pledged my life and eternity to. Today, I wonder if it was just me that can't be loved, or if maybe just maybe it is he who can not love no matter who he is with. Today, I shall sit here and wonder what went wrong with us and our happy life we thought we were going to have together. Today, unlike any other day, I shall sit and cry, allowing all to see my true raw emotions. Tomorrow, however, is different because tomorrow starts my new life!
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Deepest Darkest Fantasy
She’s been waiting for this moment for what
seems like a lifetime now! Every since
the day she became slave; she has had a reoccurring dream about this moment
almost every night. She thought it would
never happen. She so wanted to be his
and to please him with everything she had.
She knew she should have told him, should have begged him, but she
couldn’t run the risk of him saying no.
Now, finally, that day had arrived, and even without her telling him
this is what she truly wanted.
He walked into her room, without saying a word
grabbed her by her long hair that was pulled back into a ponytail, and dragged
her out of her room. He continued to
drag her throughout the entire house with her on her hands and knees the whole
way until they finally reached his bedroom.
Still without a single word spoken, he dragged her to the end of his
bed, where there was a chain and a collar now attached to the footboard. She thought to herself that it wasn’t there
earlier, but maybe she just didn’t see it since after all, she wasn’t allowed
in there. He threw her against the
footboard of that bed, and attached her with a heavy metal collar to the chain
that was also very heavy. When he
clasped that collar and chain on her, she could do nothing but cry. It wasn’t tears of sadness like he might have
thought and feared, but she was overcome with joy and happiness. As she cried, he just looked at her and left
the room. It wasn’t to be mean, hurtful,
or cruel but because he knew she needed a few moments to compose herself. Unlike most slaves, she had a problem showing
her emotions to anyone, but especially to him.
After what seemed like hours but was actually
more like minutes, he returned to her.
He knelt down in front of her, looked her in the eyes and asked if she
knew why she was there. She hoped, but
didn’t and couldn’t say what was in her heart, so she just shook her head. He then smiled at her with that loving smile
he gives to tell her that he loves her, and told her she was there because it
was time for her to take her true place.
She started crying all over again, so completely overwhelmed with love
and admiration of this wonderful man. She
was so overwhelmed that she smiled through those tears and he knew right away
that it was truly time for her as well.
“You will only be on this chain at night when I
go to bed,” her Master told her. He
continued by saying, “this chain reaches to the bathroom and my bed. You will sleep on the floor where this carpet
is. You will have a blanket and pillows,
but no bed for you. In the morning, you
will awaken when my alarm clock sounds, what for me to get up, and I will take
the chain off so you can do your chores and work.” She looked at him with wonder, as he said,
“you will only ever touch my bed when instructed by me to do so. I will do anything I want in this bed, with
you on the floor without you ever making a sound. Can you handle this?” All she could do is nod her head, still
speechless. He then walked back
out. So overcome with emotion—as he knew
she would be—she fell asleep on that hardwood floor covered with a throw rug.
Several hours later, he returned to find her
still asleep. He kicked her gently on
her breast just like she likes it, and woke her up. As soon as she stretched she said, “Yes,
Master, what can I get you?” He again grabbed her by her long blonde hair and
dragged her still chained to his mattress.
He took his sword from his side, took it out of the sheath, and which
her breathing very heavily ran it down her neck very gently. He leaned down, very close to her ear, so
close that she could smell his manly odor that always drove her crazy. He whispered so quietly that she had to
strain to hear him, “don’t move.” He
then took that sword and swiftly cut her dress off of her, taking in every inch
of her body.
As her teeth started to chatter, he picked her
up with one arm and turned her over, her dress falling to the floor. He knew what she was expecting, but wasn’t
going to give that to her. Today, it is
all about claiming her as his property!
He grabbed her left wrist first, and then stretching her out as far as
he could, reached for another chain and bound her with it. She shivered in excitement—she loves the feel
of chain on her body, as he well knows.
He then did the same thing to her right wrist. He then slowly so she could feel his hot
breath on her, lend down to her neck and bite down hard until she shook with desire. While she lays there shivering and her teeth
chattering, he slowly ran his big strong callused hands down each of her legs
to bind her ankles. She shirked in
anticipation, hoping so much that he was finally going to play her! Knowing this, however, he turned and left the
room, leaving her to wonder and to smell his scent on his sheets.
She had hoped he was going to play her, but
since he left the room, she didn’t know what he was going to do next. She knew he thought she couldn’t handle being
at the receiving end of his devices, but she would give anything and everything
to be! She’s tried everything she could
think of to get him to do this to her, except for beg of course. Every piece of her being belonged to this
man, the man she bowed to, and the man she loved, but she could never beg him
to touch her! She knew the moment she
did that, he would hold her deepest desires against her.
For what seemed like an eternity, she laid on
his bed completely helpless not knowing what else he had in store for her. Finally, light from the other room came
pouring in as he swung the door open to his bedroom. She lay there motionless, thoughts racing
through her head as to what was going on now.
Just then, she heard the sound of a knife blade opening up. He grabbed her by the hair, lifted her head
back ever so slightly, and ran it across her neck from the throat all the way
back to where her ponytail was. When he
got to the back of her neck, he then slowly sensually started running that
razor sharp blade down her spine and back up.
Then he ran it to each of her shoulder blades and down to her ass,
zigzagging all the way down. When he got
to her ass, he paused only for a moment, to bite her on each cheek before
continuing down her ass cheeks and to each leg all the way down to her toes.
She didn’t squirm, hell she didn’t even move until he was done. She just let out a little light sign of pure
pleasure.
Next, he pulled out the candles for a little wax
play. He knew she’s never had it done to
her, but because of her love for extreme pain, he decided to use real candles
instead of the stuff he usually uses.
As soon as she heard the lighter, she got a little restless because she
loves all kinds of different fire play.
She had no clue though that it was for a candle, until the first drop of
hot wax hit her right in the middle of her spine. She squirmed with delight and let out a moan
of pleasure. That was the first sound
from her that was heard that night. He
covered her back and ass with wax, dripping one drop at a time and allowing her
to feel every spot it hit before he did the next drop. Once that was done, he took his sword and
slowly, carefully removed each dried drop one at a time with it.
He knows she doesn’t like to cuddle or any of that other
stuff, so he left the room for a few minutes while she composed herself a little. Not only that, he wasn’t done with her by a
long shot! When he came back to the door
(even before opening it) he could hear her teeth just chattering away. He slowly opened the door as not to startle
her, walked up behind her, picked her up with his strong muscular arm and
turned her over. She didn’t even mind
that the chain was cutting into her a little bit. He took off his shirt, lifted her head, and
tying it around her eyes, made a blindfold out of it. He then gently laid her head back onto his
bed.
He took his knife that he placed on the bedside table
still opened, and gently ran it over her breast. She squealed with excitement and
pleasure. He took that knife, and with more
pleasure, laid it against her neck and just held it there. She took a very deep breath, and forgot to
let it out. He had to tell her to
breathe! He ran that knife down every
inch of her body, paying very close attention to her nipples and cunt with
it. He then took the candle and covered
both breast and down with wax, then again took the dry wax off of her with the
sword.
He knew by now she was so far into subspace she was ready
for him to truly play her. He first took
his little black wire flogger that he made, and hit her breasts with it. Light at first, then harder and harder until
she almost had an orgasm. To make sure
she was truly enjoying it, he grabbed hold of her right nipple with his vice
grip fingers and squeezed. Before she
could do anything at all, while he had a hold of her nipple, he flogged her
breast again. She tried to muffle her
orgasm but with her arms being bound and no ball gag or anything else to help,
she screamed in utter pleasure. He then
did the same thing to the left breast until she screamed in pleasure again.
He picked her up quickly enough that she couldn’t process
what was going on, and flipped her back onto her stomach. He picked up some of her floggers that she
had from doing her scenes with her bottoms, and one by one hit her with them
until he found out she just couldn’t react to those today. He picked up his favorite one from his own
collection, the red and black barbed-wire flogger. He’s used it on her a few times before just
to get her use to it, but never anything like this. He, sensually at first, swiped her with it
across her back a few times. He leaned
close to her, and whispered, “every time I hit you from now on you will orgasm
for me.” The first couple of times, as
he expected, she didn’t comprehend what he said, so he said it again. The next hit, not even half of what he could
give her, she reared up and had an orgasm.
The one after that, the orgasm was even fiercer. He didn’t stop to allow her to process any of
the blows, so the orgasms went on and on, each time more fierce than the
last. That went on for what seemed like
forever. He then, suddenly, turned and
walked out of the room again.
When he finally came back, he brought some more of her
toys out just to see what would happen if her own stuff was used on her. He started paddling her, and with each and
every blow, she would orgasm. After
using several different paddles on her for almost a half an hour, he figured
she couldn’t possible handle more. He
started to undo the chains that bound her to his bed, and she whispered,
“Master, please don’t stop!”
He looked at her with pride in his eyes, which is
something he would have never allowed her to see! He knew what she meant by her statement, and
was more than willing to give it to her the way he knew she has wanted him to
for months now. He grabbed her hair
lifting her to her knees still fully chained to the bed. He guided her head to his throbbing cock, and
with a swift hard movement, placed it into her mouth. With her hair in his hand, he guided his cock
in and out of her mouth for several minutes, with her moaning in complete and
total desire the entire time.
Knowing how much she has wanted him to take her completely
and totally, but her refusing to beg him for it until tonight, he gave it to
her. As soon as he took his cock out of
her mouth, she started begging for it back.
Instead, he moved her slightly, still with her hair, and forcefully took
her completely. He pounded her like
she’s never felt before. As soon as his
cock touched her, she has one of the most intense orgasms she’s ever had
before. With every single thrust it was
deeper, harder, and faster. The faster
and harder he went, the more he pulled her long ponytail hair. The more he pulled the more she came. This went on for well over an hour, until
finally he screamed for her to squirt, which she quickly did. While she was doing that, he was having his
orgasm too.
When he was all done, he unchained her wrists and ankles
and removed the blindfold, and told her back on the floor. Without a single word, she did as she was
ordered to do, with a huge smile on her face.
This was truly what she’s been dreaming about since the moment she met
him and so much more. It was such an
orgasmic experience that she was in subspace for over two weeks
afterwards! Every night, still several
months after the fact, when she is chained to his foot board for the night, she
remembers the night she was placed there the very first time.
©Jackie Daniels 2012
Thursday, May 31, 2012
It Never Ends
I have been gone for a while now, I know, but things just kept spiraling out of control and I had to just sit back and wait for the ride to stop. You see, my husband of 8 years decided to cheat on me right after I started this blog. Not only did he cheat, but he did it with some one so clearly dog-like that it almost broke me completely. She weighs about 100 lbs more than me, is 10 years older than me, and looks a lot like Bill Parcels (famous football coach if you don't know who he is) in drag! To make a long sad story short, after several months of his on-line/on the phone emotional affair, I had enough and kicked his ass out!
The only thing that kept me from going insane, is this guy that I met the same night my husband's affair went physical. This guy who is also in the "alternative lifestyle" has been more to me than I ever thought possible. The night we met, somehow someway he started breaking down my walls. By the time we were close, I was his slave. I know, Jackie Daniels, Pro-Domme and a sadist, is now slave! I'm not only slave to him, but you have got to hear the rest of it. First, he is 10 years younger than me and drop dead gorgeous (of which he knows it too). Almost every single one of my friends has wanted him at one point or another. He's played a few, slept with one that I know of, the whole bit. At first I was pissed at what he was doing. After all, even though it was my idea to be in a poly relationship, I told him to stay away from my friends. I finally figured out why he wouldn't do it though. First of all, it was because I told him not to do something and a slave doesn't ever do that. Secondly, that was the one way to break me emotionally.
You see, I refused to allow him into my emotions. He tried several times, including telling me I have no emotions at all. Nothing worked, until he slept with this girl. It wasn't the girls fault, either, because when he did it, I was sitting in the living room, so she just assumed that I knew what was going on. I'll admit it, I knew because she went out to her car in the middle of a play session. To me, that meant she went to get a condom, and I was right. She told me all about it the next day. It took me about a week afterwards to tell him that he finally broke me that way like he was trying to for 8 months.
I am now living with Master and have been for a little over a month now. Not because I want to and not because he wanted me to, but because the cheating ex that only ever had to pay one bill, didn't........the mortgage. So, I've lost the house, the dungeon that took me forever to design and have done, the massage business, everything. I am slowly trying to get it all back, though. I found a new business partner that I am leasing a massage room from. She's building me a dungeon once I prove to her how much money fetish can make. I can film out of there, but only certain things because I have to think of everyone else that is there.
I also have another business coming up that is going to teach different fetishes to people that have always been interested in it. Rather they are everyday people looking to spice up their sex life, or newbies into the "alternate lifestyle," we're going to have everything and the best of the best in the field they are going to be teaching will be the instructors. It's going to be great! Like an online school for kinky people!
Toplessmachanic.com is going to have to be put off for a while, though. I just don't have the space to be able to do that until I get me another house. That's ok, though, I still own the site, and it will come true very soon. Just a little set back.
I've been writing again, too. I'm writing a bio on myself to show all my fans exactly what made Jackie Daniels to begin with. It's sort of a tell all. I also have short stories that I've been writing. Those I will be posting here. Make out of them whatever you will. Most of them are from dreams I've been having. I'm thinking they have something to do with the series of books I have been ordered to read. The series is Gorean. That, by the way, is what my Master is.
This is all for now. I promise I won't wait a year to post again!
The only thing that kept me from going insane, is this guy that I met the same night my husband's affair went physical. This guy who is also in the "alternative lifestyle" has been more to me than I ever thought possible. The night we met, somehow someway he started breaking down my walls. By the time we were close, I was his slave. I know, Jackie Daniels, Pro-Domme and a sadist, is now slave! I'm not only slave to him, but you have got to hear the rest of it. First, he is 10 years younger than me and drop dead gorgeous (of which he knows it too). Almost every single one of my friends has wanted him at one point or another. He's played a few, slept with one that I know of, the whole bit. At first I was pissed at what he was doing. After all, even though it was my idea to be in a poly relationship, I told him to stay away from my friends. I finally figured out why he wouldn't do it though. First of all, it was because I told him not to do something and a slave doesn't ever do that. Secondly, that was the one way to break me emotionally.
You see, I refused to allow him into my emotions. He tried several times, including telling me I have no emotions at all. Nothing worked, until he slept with this girl. It wasn't the girls fault, either, because when he did it, I was sitting in the living room, so she just assumed that I knew what was going on. I'll admit it, I knew because she went out to her car in the middle of a play session. To me, that meant she went to get a condom, and I was right. She told me all about it the next day. It took me about a week afterwards to tell him that he finally broke me that way like he was trying to for 8 months.
I am now living with Master and have been for a little over a month now. Not because I want to and not because he wanted me to, but because the cheating ex that only ever had to pay one bill, didn't........the mortgage. So, I've lost the house, the dungeon that took me forever to design and have done, the massage business, everything. I am slowly trying to get it all back, though. I found a new business partner that I am leasing a massage room from. She's building me a dungeon once I prove to her how much money fetish can make. I can film out of there, but only certain things because I have to think of everyone else that is there.
I also have another business coming up that is going to teach different fetishes to people that have always been interested in it. Rather they are everyday people looking to spice up their sex life, or newbies into the "alternate lifestyle," we're going to have everything and the best of the best in the field they are going to be teaching will be the instructors. It's going to be great! Like an online school for kinky people!
Toplessmachanic.com is going to have to be put off for a while, though. I just don't have the space to be able to do that until I get me another house. That's ok, though, I still own the site, and it will come true very soon. Just a little set back.
I've been writing again, too. I'm writing a bio on myself to show all my fans exactly what made Jackie Daniels to begin with. It's sort of a tell all. I also have short stories that I've been writing. Those I will be posting here. Make out of them whatever you will. Most of them are from dreams I've been having. I'm thinking they have something to do with the series of books I have been ordered to read. The series is Gorean. That, by the way, is what my Master is.
This is all for now. I promise I won't wait a year to post again!
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Well it's been one crazy April
I have had some very weird things happening this month. First, we have all the weather. It's either storming with hail and tornadoes, or wild fires, or hot and humid. This crazy weather can't make up its mind enough for me to do much of anything!
I have, however, started shooting again this month. I'm getting a lot of the request done that have been sitting here for a very long time. I'm so sorry about that, but you can't shoot if your mind isn't there because of life kicking you in the nuts (or in my case, the chest). I was on a roll with shooting, even has two different shoots with producers this month.
Then, life happened to me in a big way. I was shown my biggest weakness, my self-esteem. I was made to feel that my beauty and power over men wasn't there anymore. I couldn't stand the fact that someone that I loved wanted to be with a 66 year old woman who is a librarian and I thought a friend of mine, instead of being with me. I couldn't handle it, so I did the one thing I've been known to do........turn to food. All of my hard work of dieting and working out went down the drain. The more I heard what was going on, the more I ate.
I finally decided to confront the one that I love and told him either her or me. To my surprise, he chose me. I should have done that a long time ago, instead of turning to comfort food. Thank God that I didn't gain all of the weight back, so back to dieting and exercising to make myself look good for the ones that matter, my fans!
I will not allow life to keep me down any more! I will come back and be better than ever for not just myself, but for you, my fans, who love me no matter what! In order to do that, I not only have to shoot my videos, but get my name back out there. So, I'm hitting up all the socials I can find in the DFW area to make it a point that producers, actors, actresses, and the public, know Jackie Daniels is here and roaring for her time to shine!!!!!!!!
I am here to promise you, my darling fans, that I won't allow this to happen again. Where I allow life to swallow me up and try to spit me out. Jackie Daniels is here to stay!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, March 26, 2011
It's finally the weekend!!!
Now that I am mostly awake, I see that it is another beautiful day with the sun shining high in the sky. I want so bad to start laying out in the sun, but I have so much to do today. So instead, I get to go back on my diet (which I always hate), but it needs to be done. Because I need to lose my weight pretty fast, it's going to be a long day of exercise and pain for me.
I also get to walk the dogs today. That in it's own is going to take a long time, because I not only have the 7 dogs to walk, but some have never walked on a leash before! I can't do that during the day, though, because they are scared of people. With it being so nice out, I know all the neighbors are going to be out having parties and BBQs today.
Instead, I think I'll clean and do the laundry in between the diet and exercise. I might even have a date today, but who knows what the day will bring! Of course, though, I'm going to try to get my nap and hopefully make some money on the side. This is going to be a wonderful, interesting day. Starting with the fact of starting this blog!
I also get to walk the dogs today. That in it's own is going to take a long time, because I not only have the 7 dogs to walk, but some have never walked on a leash before! I can't do that during the day, though, because they are scared of people. With it being so nice out, I know all the neighbors are going to be out having parties and BBQs today.
Instead, I think I'll clean and do the laundry in between the diet and exercise. I might even have a date today, but who knows what the day will bring! Of course, though, I'm going to try to get my nap and hopefully make some money on the side. This is going to be a wonderful, interesting day. Starting with the fact of starting this blog!
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