Spanking Postponed

We were sitting together on the couch, watching Survivor. I had been waiting for a quiet moment with Him to talk.

You see, I was late for work yesterday morning. But wait, it wasnt my fault! Lemme explain.....

I got to work 12 minutes early and was sitting in my car. My co-workers showed up over the next few minutes, with the exception being our opening manager. At five minutes to five (thats a.m.!) we walked to the door to wait and were talking amongst ourselves. Three, four, five minutes.......no manager. Dang.
So there we are, stuck outside with no way to get into the building. A few people were inside working overnight to change floor plans, but we were told they are permitted to open the door for us.

Two, three, four minutes later and we are now four minutes late. Then five. Finally, at six minutes after someone from inside came and unlocked the door. Complications arose as we were told by management that this person wasnt supposed to let us in, but that person was insisting that we should have rang the door buzzer to summon her and we wouldnt have been late. Those of us on the morning crew stated that our times needed to be changed in the computer so we wouldnt show up as being late when we werent, but the two people inside (and unfortunately, our manager when we discussed it later) decided that it was in fact our fault, our times would not be changed, and we were going on the record as late. : <

I knew I had to tell Ace. My one year review is coming up and this could very well affect whether I get a raise or not (I sincerely hope it doesnt). I have been punished by Him for being late earlier this year, and He warned me about getting any more demerits for it. This time, it really wasnt my fault but it is still on my record just the same and I was sure He wasnt going to be happy about it.

I was snuggled into His arms, waiting for the right moment to bring it up, and formulating how to tell Him.


Um, babe, can I tell you something?

Yeah, whats up?

Well, something happened this morning at work.

What is it?

Well, I was kinda late this morning......  (insert dark look from Ace here)

We've talked about this.     (His tone matched His look <shiver>)

I know, but wait, cuz it wasnt really my fault!

Oh, really???    (He's giving me that "yeah right" look)



I explained the whole story to Him---He was very patient and listened to everything I said. I confessed my concern about the review and how I desperately didnt want to screw it up  (I could really use that raise). After I was done, we sat quietly for a few minutes as He mulled over my confession. Finally, I couldnt take it any longer.

Are you gonna spank me for this?

Does that seem fair to you?

Well, honestly babe, no..........it wasnt my fault at all, there was nothing I could do. (the one time I could say no!)

I agree. It wasnt your fault.

So, you're not going to spank me then? 

Not for that.

Whew. Thanks babe, for understanding. Wait, what do you mean "not for that"?

I'm not mad at you and I'm not going to spank you for being late, but you are still getting a spanking.

WHAT????????? WHYYYYYY??????


He gave me His reason and I couldnt argue. The other morning, I gave Him a serious amount of attitude. I've been sick (cold/sinus stuff with body aches, headaches, and a miserable cough for 2 weeks) and that particular morning was the worst day I had. I dragged myself out of bed, just to end up collapsing on the couch. Our daughter had school that morning, and I had to get up and get her ready while Ace was doing something else. My little one was in a very contrary mood that morning and I really wasnt feeling very understanding or patient. Suffice to say, by the time I got done fighting her into clothes and fed, and got around myself , I was feeling very contrary as well! I gave Ace a very large piece of my mind (which I really cant spare by the way!) about trying to do all of this by myself while feeling like.......well I wont say what I told Him, but it wasnt good at all! He let me rant and rave for a few minutes, more or less ignoring it, and we took our daughter to school. After we came home, He gave me some space and time to cool down and we continued through the day, although the issue was never addressed.

Having had some time to think about it, I knew I could talk to Him now calmly and respectfully and express to Him just how hard that morning was. He again was kind enough to let me spill out everything that I had to say. He apologized for not understanding that day and not realizing just how rough I was feeling and how hard it had been. I apologized for not telling Him, and letting it build up until I exploded at Him instead.

After apologies were exchanged we both felt better about it, but He reminded me (gently) that I am not permitted to disrespect Him or lose my temper that way, particularly in front of our child. He is completely right, and I felt terrible for doing it. I knew I should have checked myself, but I was angry and wanted Him to know it. He told me He would make a small adjustment to the spanking I had coming, due to the fact that I have been struggling physically lately, but I could still count on being spanked for my attitude and disrespect.
This time, I had to agree. This was one I deserved and even needed. We agreed to finish watching Survivor before getting down to business. 

I had lost interest in the show, so I moved over to the computer to work on a school project. It was then that my nightmare began. I had to re-format the entire paper  I was working on, numerous times (the program was being a pain in the ass) and I was quickly getting frustrated. Just when I thought I had it saved and done, I recieved an error message. <sigh> Stupid computer. So I closed the program and tried to re-open it. The only problem was, my paper was GONE! Capital G-O-N-E, its gone! Oy!

This assignment is something I am supposed to do every week for the whole semester, so that paper represents 8 weeks worth of work, down the drain. I lost it. I had a complete and total meltdown. Ace, being better with computers that I am, tried everything He could to get it back. Nothing. I became seriously engaged in trying to retrieve that paper, and knowing how important it was, Ace postponed my spanking so I could keep working on it.

 I stayed up last night until almost 2 a.m. and went back to it at 8 this morning (I'm exhausted!) I havent gotten it back and if I dont I have to decide if I have enough time to re-do it. This would require 14 weeks worth of work for me over the next 5 weeks.......yikes. I'm not sure if I can do it.

*UPDATE* I wrote the above this morning while waiting for a file recovery program to work. It didnt. But, I was able to get the text back from the assignment by opening it with a very outdated program---all I have to do is retype/ format what I had and do the rest of the assignment (I am gonna try to do it early) and then find some way of converting the file into something readable by my professor. Alot of work, but a heck of a lot less than typing the whole thing again. So thankful I got some of it back! :) I still have to face the music with Ace tonight---not looking forward to it, but at least it will be over. Hopefully, it will help me remember to curb my temper and be more respectful.