Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Falling Short

Can't tell you how glad I am that is over.  It was like the weekend that would not end.  Before I explain any details, I want to thank all of you for your comments and encouragement.  PK's message that had you all hanging around my house gave me a mental image that really helped.  There was one time when I was in the kitchen that I accidentally poured an extra glass of wine.  I smiled to myself and thought perhaps PK was watching over me and needed some sustenance.

Katie, Ami, and Minelle all talked about leaning on Sam for support.  That worked really well.  I stuck very close to him, and the sisters never said a negative word to me when Sam had his arm around me.  I remembered to be kind like Sunny and Meredith suggested, but sadly, only part of the time.  I would ask a question about something they cared about, even if it was dreary for me.  Examples - opera, Mensa-level grandchild (Ha!), travel, sensible footwear, gas mileage, support bras and restaurants.  Lovely Jan kindly asked me to visit her far away - probably the most definitive solution.  Finally, I felt lots of good energy and prayers from Maggie and Terps.  When I thought of all of you, I was able to genuinely smile.


It was a very tough experience.  There wasn't even this much stress with older son's wedding several years ago.  For that occasion I made certain that Patty and Selma were staying elsewhere.  When they were at the house, we were always focused on some task for the rehearsal dinner or the wedding.  This time there were not specific preparations to occupy us, and both Patty and Selma commented on how I wasn't able to sit still.  They are right about that.  I know that is the way I am.  I would try to keep busy in the kitchen and keep a friendly exchange going at the same time.  The conversation was as scintillating as watching paint dry.

Believe me, I stayed close to Sam and to our sons.  Son #1 sent me funny texts that sounded like Patty or Selma, and he spent a lot of time being charming.  Son #2 stayed for at least 3 hours one night being witty and fun.  They absorbed a lot of the Blah, blah, blah.  They were the golden boys and may have been the reason for the only compliment I remember getting from Selma.  There were none from Patty. 


Perhaps the thing that saved me was that the 2 sisters can't get along with each other either!  I had really forgotten about that.  So after they had been with each other for several hours, Patty would leave in a huff.  Then Selma spent the next few hours ripping her apart.  Maybe it is not the most Christian of actions, but I almost encouraged that.

While grading my performance, Sam said instead of being gracious and happy, I just avoided engaging.  He was right.  Instead of chancing an altercation, I just became very quiet.  Once when there were a good number of people at the table just talking for hours, I slipped out to my garden at dusk and pulled some weeds.  I sang to myself and felt renewed. 

Selma and husband left on Monday.  Patty stayed away.  I took the day off, but Sam headed back to work.  I could tell when he came home from work at lunchtime that I was probably in trouble.  His voice was all businesslike, like we had things to discuss.  Sam was not angry, but he was disappointed.  He pulled me close and talked softly in my ear.  He agreed that I had not lost my temper but stated flat out that I had not done my best.  I knew he was right, and it made me feel ashamed.  I asked if we could talk before he spanked, and he agreed.  He folded his arms around me gently, and I spilled my thoughts.  What I had done well, and where I had fallen very short.  He nodded and rubbed my back as I talked.  It felt good to feel that close again, but I knew I had distanced myself from Sam and everyone else, too.

I was also bossy to him, and that was not acceptable.  I knew it was happening, and I would try to stop.  He did not think I tried hard enough.  He was especially firm about what I said to him in front of Selma.  Patty had called with some lame-ass plan about when she was coming over on Sunday prior to dining out.  For the tenth time this awful weekend, she was dodging any responsibility for entertaining her own sister.  Sam hung up the phone and told me what Patty had said in a way that implied he was OK with it.  Without thinking I blurted out, "That is just stupid."  His voice and face changed instantly.  I could pretend that I was only talking about Patty, but we both knew better.  I got tears in my eyes but managed to leave the table without saying anything else.  That is when I really crawled inside myself.



 

The spanking was not that long or that hard.  I was expecting worse.  It didn't matter.  I felt awful that I had a wonderful husband who loved me and that I had disappointed him.  His spanking was businesslike, too.  Let's get this done and move on.  He didn't pretend that he had a good time this weekend.  He knew it was miserable.  What made me feel so crappy was that I didn't make more of an effort for him.

There was a lot of hugging and many kisses when he came home for the day at 5:00 pm.  Then, surprisingly, there was what started out as a happy spanking.  Over his knee, bare-assed, right in the kitchen.  Soon though, it turned much more serious.  His voice was laughing, but his hand wasn't laughing at all.  It hurt like hell, and it went on much longer than I expected.  Sam is wise and knows me
so well.  It was just what I needed to forgive myself and start crawling out of my black hole.  When he moved me up to straddle his lap, the connection was back.

It felt so good to be alone and to have our house back to ourselves.  I enjoyed the quiet and the touching.  I thought how remarkable ttwd is in our lives and the quality it brings to our relationship.  I just put my head on his shoulder and held tight.  It is moments like those where you feel you are the only two people in the world.  Everything else just falls away.






 

16 comments:

  1. I thought about you all weekend. I hope the stress is gone, and I commend you for trying so hard. Sorry the distancing happened but I'm glad you and Sam came together in the end!

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    1. Thank you, Minelle. All the stress followed them out the driveway. I have resolved to do much better next time I am put to the test. For now, I am grateful to be back sitting on Sam's lap.

      Ella

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  2. Ella,
    We have all made the walk you took. Sam did exactly what he needed to do and so did you. These family things are a surefire way to a spanking. I am glad it is all over. Sam shows his love in many ways.
    Meredith

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    1. Meredith,
      Your emails this weekend were lovely. It helps to know that some of you have gone through the difficult family scenario. Sam's love makes me happy even when times are hard.
      Ella

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  3. Oh Ella, I am glad it's over and you two are back together in peace. I suppose it could be worse and I hope that next time you can do something different, more fun for you
    love Jan,xx

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    1. Hi Jan,
      Your posts and comments are always so sweet. Thanks for sharing your support and advice. Today I called Patty to ask her advice about what wine to buy for an upcoming gathering. I want to take positive steps.
      Hugs across the Pond,
      Ella

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  4. Ella, you were on my mind all weekend! I kept saying little prayers for you. I know the feeling when you've tried, but haven't TRULY tried. It leaves you feeling a bit lousy that you knew you could have done better, especially for that man you love. Sam handled it just right. He knows you so well! I am glad you made it through the weekend - and thank God for your sons! Lol. Meredith is correct...families can be a surefire way for a spanking!

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    1. Maggie May,
      You always make me smile. Yes, I surely could have done better. Sam was quiet and firm and loving. My boys were wonderful, and I have thanked them profusely. I try to spoil them whenever they are over. Homemade biscuits usually do the trick.
      Ella

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  5. Hey Ella...happy your weekend is over. I'm sorry you distanced from Sam. I do disagree with him regarding being 'gracious and happy'...hard to do when the other party won't cooperate...think you did good to not engage in arguments with them. Your sons were awesome...hope you fix them each their favorite dinners. ;)

    Hugs and blessings...Cat

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    1. Ha! Cat, your humor and attitude are greatly appreciated. I will tell you that the one thing I wanted to say but didn't was, "Adios, Bitchachos!"
      Hugs right back to you,
      Ella

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  6. Glad the weekend is over, and you did amazingly well. The 'reconnect' sounds just like what you needed. I fell in love with that last pic....Master often has said...the hardest work ( and He is a man of many projects) He has ever done..is tearing down my 'walls'.
    hugs abby

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    1. Thanks, Abby. I am very sure that I didn't do my best, but I did avoid a knock-down, drag-out fight. With Patty and Selma, that can be an accomplishment. My reconnect with Sam filled me with happiness. Glad you liked the picture. I wonder sometimes why I build those walls in the first place.
      Hugs to you,
      Ella

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  7. Thanks for the wine, I appreciate the thought. You did better this time - not perfect, but better and you got a reasonable reminder to try even harder next time. Don't be hard on yourself. With TTWD once it's done and dealt with, it's forgotten.

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    1. Hey, PK. The wine was Pinot Grigio, and I left it by the seat where I pretended you were sitting. Thanks for being there in spirit. Can't tell you how that made me smile. I do love that about ttwd. Sam said we are done talking about it. Over that. I am back in the niche I love so much.
      Happy Ella Again

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  8. Golly, Ella, you did good! These days I go quiet too, when faced with a situation like you had. But all weekend! Good grief I think you managed it excellently. What could you have talked about with those two biddies? They would've taken everything the wrong way.

    I am glad Sam looked after you in the best way possible. But 'walls'? I am not so sure. I think those two days were just 'hurdles' and now you are over them. Back on the straight once again.

    Love Pinot Grigio! Yummy!

    Hugs
    Ami

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    1. Thanks for your message, Ami. I didn't do "good", but I didn't kill anyone. That should count for something. The conversations were mind-numbing. Sam wanted "Kind", and I admit that I just didn't deliver.

      The thing that you in Blogland don't get to see is that Sam really is kind. He is kind to me and people he knows and even people he doesn't know. He is a remarkable man. His father was like that, too. Sam has a gentle way to bring me back from anger and impatience. It might seem strange to talk about spanking being gentle, but I know Sam understands that it brings peace to me and back into our house.

      I think many of your men are gentle and loving in the same way. And I love reading about them and the gift they give to you.

      Ella

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