Today has been one of those days when my inner Brat took over, and I threw a tantrum of epic proportions.
Wasn’t over anything important either, just a niggly little thing that was easily resolved.
But still, I threw one nonetheless.
Had I had someone to go home to, I’d have handed them the first thing that came to hand….paddle, flogger, whatever, in order to have this godawful mood knocked out of me. I needed the kind of spanking that leaves you feeling spent, and contrite.
As that isn’t an option I shall just have to wait for it to pass, and brood on it in the meantime.