The Day Before the Day Before

So, today was productive.  I have clothes mostly sorted out in terms of what I’m taking, have purses and gloves and hats either laid out or settled on.  Shoes are pulled out, though they’ll get whittled down when I set them out again and admit that perhaps I could do with only one pair of boots and two pairs of dressy shoes.

I still have to pull out jewelry and makeup and perfume and toiletries and sleep drugs and electronic gear and all the forms I need…

I went to the grocery tonight and got the makings for the Titleholder Kickoff punch, except the actual booze.  I meant to do that and then other things interfered, but I mustn’t forget that.  I got fruit and some snacky things and paper products.

I also freed up another block of time, which is going to be helpful.  I still have a fair amount to do tomorrow, print out some things, get most of the food and serving pieces packed up, that kind of thing, but not too insurmountable now.

I’m imposing on my friend, Kenny, to carry some of the supplies up for me.  With three dogs, two adults and the respective wants and necessities for all of them is a fair amount of stuff, in and of itself.  When I looked at all the supplies in the back of my Prius, I thought, Hmm, I don’t know about this…

Kenny drives a van, so he had some extra room, but he’s also taking two more of our friends, Karen and Meg, but he had some room.

It seems like half the people in the area will be heading to Indianapolis on Thursday.  slave drew and I and the pups, Belle, Bess and Reigh, Ms Tammy and slave john and troy, Sir Charles and jacki, Gabriel, Steve and kim, Shane and Gypsy, Markos and Christine, Caile and Cheri and Grey and Christy and Kenny and Josh and Ches and Jonathan and Russ and probably 83 other people I will think of tomorrow and say, oh, yeah, them, too.

It will be wildly busy, I will get little sleep.  I often sleep poorly in the best of circumstances, and hotels are often the worst of the worst.  I will just have too much going on, last year I got about 14 hours over the weekend, I’ll try and get more this year, but who knows.

And on that note, the melatonin is kicking in.

About MsConstanceExplains

Ms Constance has been actively involved in the BDSM/Leather community since the mid-1990’s. She is the Founder of the Louisville Munch as well as its hostess for ten years, from 1997 to 2007, and was christened as “Louisville’s First Lady” by her community. As a member of various BDSM/Leather organizations, she has been nominated for Pantheon Woman of the Year as well as regional awards, and has been nominated with her slave, drew, for Pantheon Couple of the Year. She serves as Special Events Director for the Great Lakes Leather Alliance. She produces the Bluegrass Leather Pride Contest, sending contestants to Great Lakes Leather Weekend, and was Presenters Committee Chair for Leather Leadership Conference 2010 Great Lakes/Ontario. She has produced and judged Leather events and contests, been instrumental in the organization and creation of various groups and clubs, advised and encouraged other communities and endeavors, and produced a performance by a BDSM comedian. Groups around the country use her writings in information and introductory packets, and she is an occasional columnist as well. She and slave drew hold the titles of Great Lakes Master and slave 2003.

Posted on August 21, 2012, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. I always feel like I need about 7 pairs of shoes (shoes, boots, sandals, flip flops, running shoes). I can whittle it down to 5 if necessary. 3 if I don’t need special shoes for dress up… 🙂

  2. But the thing is, you never know EXACTLY what you will need. A dominatrix has to be prepared, just like a boy scout.

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