Master is home!

Master is back at home with me. He is quite drugged with pain medication. He has to hold his hand up, apparently it helps with healing and prevents blood clots. How he is going to sleep with it we have not figured out yet. Earlier he wanted to have a nap and we managed to secure the hand to the back of the sofa with the help of some rope. It is just that he is a wriggler and likes to turn around a lot at night. One reason why I do not sleep well if we share a bed.

I got up early this morning and did my routine. I got a bit upset. P/L like to take it leisurely in the morning. “At a certain age it just takes a bit longer to wake up the old bones”, they say. So I came upstairs to shower, have breakfast. I very much missed my table. It was even more obvious, sitting at the big table by myself, that Master was not here. I took public transport to fetch the car. I thought about going in and inform the foreman, but then I would have had to go through the whole procedure of introducing myself and report about his injury, and I did not feel up to that. Anyway, Master had said he wanted to introduce me.

I had just come home when Master called he was ready to be picked up. So off I went again. I had to help him get the seat belt in! He looked quite pale and tired, but had not lost any of his authority!

He wanted some lunch and I made some pasta. He sent me to yoga, he assured he would be alright by himself. I was worried all the time, I might as well have stayed at home!

Master said it would be better if we stay at the flat. P/L are going to Spain again for 6 weeks soon, so we should stay anyway, to do the care taking. We are going to go to the house tomorrow to pick up some stuff, he wants to choose the clothes to bring. I am making a list of things we will need for the kitchen. I guess I will be back and forth a lot. Most of our mail comes to the house, so I have to get that anyway.