Sick and Annoyed

You know how things tend to annoy you more when you aren’t feeling well? Yeah, that was me from Tuesday evening on. I won’t go into detail but let’s just say my stomach was not my friend. I could eat and everything would be fine until it wasn’t. My plan was to take it easy. I’ve spent the past three months unpacking and I figured a day off here and there was warranted.

Around 4:30 yesterday, Lion asked if I was going to do any unpacking. The way he says it makes it sound like I haven’t done anything. To be fair, he knew my stomach was bothering me but he didn’t know to what extent. I wasn’t even sure. As I said, it was fine until it wasn’t. But I got up and started unpacking things.

When I opened a box, I’d find something he had to make a decision about. On my second trip into his office to ask him a question, he asked if he could finish what he was doing before he answered. Excuse me? It was no problem for me to wait. The problem was that he was doing something on his computer when he stopped me from doing something on mine to go unpack. So, I stopped unpacking to go back to my computer. I was annoyed. I was also on the brink of my stomach not being fine. I’m also sure he didn’t see the irony in the situation. I should have told him he’d be punished. I just didn’t have the energy to start a “thing” when I didn’t feel all that well. [Lion — Uh oh. not a good omen for my bottom tonight]

This has been my downfall. I know I should punish him and I don’t. I have to be able to tell him he did something wrong. Even if I’m overreacting. I think Lion would agree that I need the latitude to overreact to a little thing just to get in the habit of reacting to the correct things.

I was still not feeling well after dinner. We were watching TV and Lion asked if I wanted to snuggle. I made it pretty long snuggling before my stomach made it clear that being on my side and/or more horizontal was not a good idea. I was fine with my head propped up and on my back, but snuggling was a no go.

When Lion asked if I would lock him up, I really wasn’t in the mood. It’s always a struggle to get him into a cage when we haven’t done it in a long time. But he’d made a point of talking about it in his post and I know he wondered if it would help with his slump. The cages were in a zip lock bag. The Jailbird was complete, with the key. The others didn’t have a lock. Lion seemed to ignore when I said the Jailbird was complete. He was surprised the lock wasn’t with the others. I finally went to find the safe to see if a lock was inside. The Nub was in there with a lock.

I forgot how much of a pain it is to get Lion in the Cherry Keeper cage. The ledge that hangs onto the head is the problem. I wound up using a Q-tip to get it in. Once that’s done, locking it is easy.

Just before bed, when I was doing Lion’s eye drops, he said maybe he didn’t want to be in the cage after all. I told him it was too bad. It was on and it would be on until June. I don’t know why I said it. I usually just tell him he’s in there until I tell him he can be wild. Maybe after the unpacking thing and how much trouble it was to get the head in the cage and how uncomfortable I was, it just sounded like a good answer. Lion said at least he’d be taken out every few days to play.

This morning, in our daily emails, I realized he thought I was serious. He wondered how I came up with June as a release date. I told him I was teasing. I don’t think he believed me at first. Then he wanted to know how long he’d be caged for real. I don’t know. I hadn’t planned on caging him at all. I don’t have a date in mind. Maybe the next time he says he’s tired of it. Maybe the next time I forget to put it back on. Maybe three months. Maybe when he has a doctor’s appointment. Maybe the next health crisis (which better not be anytime soon). I don’t have a real answer in mind. Do I need one? I don’t think I do.