...but it's rather lovely...

I used to joke about being in a rut and how much I enjoyed it.

And here I am a mistress, in a precarious career/work place and happily watching the days go by.

I have been very content with minimum work and seeing my lover several times a week (although the time always goes too quickly). I am blessed that mostly I feel contentment. I love our time together, whether shopping for bird food, deciding the best caff in Canton, having wild sex ( We are an illicit couple after all! ), snoozing or fixing my computer.

I'm going to have a few months as a part-time wage-slave soon, so will have to cut back on our time together. But it does mean I can continue to eat and pay my bills while awaiting various bits of project work.

I shall miss my rut...