Adulting really is fucking exhausting

Prompt for yesterday: How do you respond to a crisis?  I tend to figure out what needs to be done, the quickest way to get it done, who needs to be involved to address the issue and then go from there.  Once it’s done then I will collapse and sleep until I have to get back into the fray and keep taking care of things.  That’s been my entire last 20 plus years of life.  Periods of calm between crises.

Prompt for today: If you became ill or injured at a BDSM play space or event–what would you do?  What could the others around you do if you aren’t able to?  What is a simple way to prepare for a health situation that would require contacting your family? Now I’m not sure.  I have never played in public and my partners in private had access to my phone and knew my family’s names so they would know who to contact.  I just realized they may need my passcode for the phone because every phone is locked these days.  I have never done a pick up scene so yeah people would get in my phone and call the mom contact or my brother who is listed in the ICE entry on the phone.

I did nothing productive today.  I got a pedicure cause my feet were making my sheets unhappy.   And then I got a massage.  I made the pizza dough before it went bad so I’ll put up the pizza soon and then I’m going to bed because why the fuck not.

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