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Little Boy's Tree Fort
A Place for The guys to hide from the girls.
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By Ishigreensa · Posted
Larry saw her go to the bathroom as she said she was going, but he couldn't understand why it was taking so long. Maybe she had pooped or something. He decided it wasn't worth talking about, and just got his things together and waited for her. When she says she's ready, he smiled at her. "Okay, this way, honey." He put a hand on her shoulder because he still worried a little bit about going out around there. They were not exactly in the high end of town after all. "Just stay close to me, please. I'll try not to hold your hand all the time, but I do need to be able to see you at all times and know you can call for me if you need me, that I can hear you." -
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Sometime a little over a week ago, I think it was a Saturday, the odometer on my permanently nappy-clad life clocked over 5 years. Any chronologists reading may already have realised that my blog on this is already well more than 5 years old and so my life in nappies must also be more than 5 years. This is true. I went into nappies full time in late 2018 but this only lasted a little more than 2 months before I went back into grown up pants in order to spend a few weeks working integrated with a short holiday in the USA. It proved to be my last ever annual month-long pilgrimage there for work as the world, and my world in particular was going to implode in 2020 but I didn’t know that then. Furthermore, if I’d known then what I know now about how to wear nappies as a grown up, I wouldn’t have come out of them for that trip. It was the first week of April 2019 that I put on a BetterDry in the Qantas Club lounge bathrooms at Los Angeles airport to stay in them ever since and that was a little over 5 years ago. Five years would have seemed like an impossibly long time back then but here we are. I think I was downstairs painting a garage at the time our planet completed its fifth orbit of our star whilst I peed in my pants. I forgot to celebrate, or even to remember. I think that’s emblematic for how things look like to me right now. There isn’t much “nappy news” to see on a daily basis and frankly, it’s sometimes tough to think about what there might be left to write about them. Frankly, I’ve found it to be a curiously flat milestone although this may well just be my general mood. There’s a bit going on right now in the “rest of life” department. So many other things have changed in my life over this 5 years that it’s hard to work out what, if any, changes are nappy-related. I still think I’m happier in my nappy. It’s hard to be sure because I’ve largely forgotten what it’s like NOT to be in them. For sure the thought of taking them of does induce some low-level anxiety but who’s to say that this isn’t a natural anxiety in the face how accustomed I’ve become, both physiologically and mentally, to semi-automatically peeing myself. There’s also some legitimate anxiety about keeping the marital bed dry. Speaking of marital, I’m still married. It’s not been without collateral cost and I think at 5 years, I need to accept that I have all the tolerance and support that I’m ever going to get (ie: not much). She still hates my nappies which means she hates an aspect of me and that eats away at me like battery acid. I thought I’d be more resilient to that but rust never sleeps. Back on day zero I’d just assumed that if I ever lasted as impossibly long as 5 years in nappies, I’d be totally incontinent and the burden of choice would have been alleviated from me. I would no longer have to CHOOSE nappies, I would simply NEED them. That’s proved to be not quite true. What I have is nappy dependence. It means that I need nappies for simple practicality. I need to pee far too frequently and with far too much urgency to stray too far from a toilet. This is now to the point where it’s too burdensome to remain dry whilst conducting something resembling a normal day. My nappies let me operate like a normal person, or even on some levels a bit better. It’s ME who can sit through the whole “Dune” movie but at the end of the day, I’m in nappies because I have made a weird choice. I could retrain. I have still not escaped the responsibilities of my strange choices. Having said that, there’s been, quite recently, one or two glimmers of something that looks like incredibly mild incontinence. There have been damp sneezes. There’s the bedwetting thing but some part of me knows that paradoxically, this is some kind of deliberate behaviour, albeit “deliberate” at a subconscious level where logic and strategy don’t get much airtime. The occasional decision to pee without waking up is coming from my brain, not my bladder though. There’s probably some volition-worthy choice points I could make that would avoid my occasional bouts of night swimming. I’m just not sure what they are. So where to next? Five years isn’t really that long, only half as long as Ivan Denisovich’s Gulag sentence in Solzhenitsyn’s novel and generally speaking, in my Gulag the catering is better. Year 6 I suppose. Perhaps something interesting will happen then. “Interesting’ of course, may well be more in the context of the apocryphal Chinese curse than “engaging” but we’ll see. -
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By liddlekitkat · Posted
She smiles and and took the deck, "thanks alot." She took the deck and went over to her bag and put the cards in abd closed it back up. "subway is cool I haven't had that in a while." she paused i just have to stay dry through tomorrow, she tells herself "I guess i should try going to the bathroom if we're leaving again." that'll show him. i can take care of myself so if i ever need to bring it up he wont doubt me again. She gets up and heads to the bathroom. walking pass the drawer where he put the pull ups and shakes her head subtly I don't need these i'm an adult i know it. She heads to the bathroom and sits for few. She doesn't really feel anything but figures maybe like last time if she sits long enough something will come out. and finally after about 7 minutes a good spurt comes out. Shes confused cause she didn't really push or release for it to come out it basically just did it on its own. But it was in the toilet and not the pull up and thats all that mattered. She wipes pulls up her pull up and pants up. She jokingly sings I'm a big kid now jingle to her self. as the whole situation reminded her of the commercial. she washes her hands and emerges from the bathroom. "ready." she says to larry. -
By Ishigreensa · Posted
Before he put up the cards, he did show her two other types of solitaire she could play when he couldn't play with her, and one was the clock where you try to get the clock face to have the right cards showing, all four in the suit, and then the kings in the middle of the clock face. He also showed her one called Free Cell. She can only take 1 card plus a number of cards equal to a maximum of 4 free cells on the top. When there isn't a play, then she could put a card on the top but that limits the free cells until they are all used up. Once he briefly showed her those solitaire games, he smiled. "Well, I think we'll just go get subway sandwiches today." He handed her the cards. "These are yours, now. I can always buy another deck when I or we need a deck to play with."
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