Here we go!!!. Closer and closer. The play by play…
I woke this morning, went to My bank and made the cashier’s check for the first and last months rent…which actually the arrangement was a little different since I am moving from out of state.
I took it to Kinko’s and FedExed it.

Now I am in a mad dash to find the best rate on ground transport of My first few boxes, and air transport of My baby kitty. I am leaving the spanking whore cat with friends.

21 days till My dungeon has to come down, 25 days till this dungeon has to be in storage and the furniture I sell in it’s new home. 26 days till I leave for Atlanta and Dom Con, And 31 days till I am a resident in Los Angeles. And 34 days til I go back to work at the Dominion.

I just realize that that means I need to find out now where I get My State I.D. and how much. I already have been scouting for a gym in My area, and the closest storage facility.

Oooops, time is running out. I am off to a shoot for My new website content. and then back to do some sessions.

I have a ton of boxes packed, but I still have to wait another 2 weeks to finish packing floggers and paddles. I bought yet another one of those travel tool cases I like so much, and I realized I still need one or 2 more just like it.

R is a jem!!! I am going to ship My toys and computer to him before even leave for Atlanta, he is going to hold them for the few days between Atlanta and My arrival, then drive them out to Me from where he lives in BFE Southern California back up to where I live in Hollywood. The rest of My stuff will be in storage in New Orleans for an additional month till I drive from Hollywood with My father to pick up the rest of My equipment and belongings.

I already have sessions booked during that road trip…one very special one in particular in San Antonio, and maybe I will get to stop off and have lunch with Mistress Lucia Kat while I am passing through.

I also hope to get to see Domina Shannon and a subby She says has been dying for Us in a double in Albequerque, And Mistress Pink wants Me to visit Her new dungeon at St. Germain, and a few boys I left behind in Houston, and maybe a boy I can think of who is anxiously waiting in Las Vegas. It’s My Southwest tour, lol.

I am surprisingly well for a girl who is dying with the first day of cramps…which means it is My bloody boy’s time for a care package. I feel like My ribs are being crushed.