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  1. In A Word... 1 2 3 4

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  2. Down There! 1 2 3

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  3. Relationships 1 2 3 4

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  4. Nap Time! 1 2

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  5. Socially Acceptable 1 2 3 4

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  6. Crossing Over 1 2

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  7. Does That Make Me Crazy... 1 2

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  8. Vices 1 2

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  9. Snack Time!

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    • Just now! I work remotely and was in a zoom meeting when I felt the urge and just let go. Sitting in it for the rest of the meeting felt so good (and naughty)
    • This weekend was the Labor Day holiday in the US, and I spent it in the traditional way - doing tons and tons of yard work in sweltering late-summer humidity. Mowing *and* drop-seeding fertilizer and weed-killer, weeding the gardens, lopping off the limbs of the pine trees on our back property line that have gotten too long and threaten the wood fence. Plus a scrub down of the grill and several runs to dump yard waste and any number of other “honey-do’s” that were on the list - I was a busy beaver for most of the long weekend. On the one hand, this often makes me very thankful for my absurd choice of underwear. Not having to interrupt my “flow state” when I’m halfway through pulling weeds out of the garden to attend to the “flow state” of my bladder is just a great time-saver, and helps me get through tasks that I truly don’t love doing in the first place. On the other hand, I still haven’t quite *fully* transitioned from being so hyper-conscious of my diapers that I always know exactly how much capacity I have left to being so used to my body’s output schedule that I always know exactly when to change. Normally, I’ve been solving this by building diaper checks into my daily routine - get up for a glass of water, give myself a pat; grab a snack, squeeze my padding; walk the dog, double check my capacity. The yard work not only through all that off, it also pretty drastically increased my water intake, with consequent “downstream” implications for my diaper. In other words, I managed to have not one but three significant leaks over the weekend. Two - the first, early afternoon on Saturday, and the third, late on Sunday - were contained to staining pairs of shorts I only use for yard work anyway, so weren’t the biggest of deals, though they did lead to walls of shame through the house that were commented on at some length by my wife. The second was more upsetting: I had finished up on Saturday late afternoon and plopped down on the couch with a glass of water. Unfortunately, I had unconsciously filled pink MegaMax to just beyond its real capacity, and sitting caused a major press-out leak. Two problems appeared simultaneously: a diaper I was now burningly aware needed changing, and a major puddle spreading on the couch cushion. I didn’t see any way to address the puddle with a still-leaking diaper, so I dashed upstairs for the fastest diaper change on record, which unfortunately wasn’t fast enough to beat my wife to the couch situation. She was peeved, both at the stain itself (which was removed thanks to modern solvent technology) and at my lack of awareness of just how full I had been. Combined with the other two leaks, I was in the doghouse in a pretty major way, and had to pass a fairly thorough inspection before being allowed into bed for the night, to ensure our sheets stayed dry. On Monday we went to a friend’s backyard barbecue, and my wife remained extremely concerned about the state of my diaper. I reassured her that I’d put on one of my largest capacity ABDL prints *and* plastic pants, and had two changes available in my bag if needed, but she still found me several times through the afternoon to make sure I was within capacity and not in danger of leaking. I got a reminder this morning on her way out the door that I should check myself often, which I promised to do, of course. I’m hoping that the return to normal programming will bring with it a return to our understanding, but I’m going to be a little more obvious about my changes for a little while to let her see that I’m no longer a threat to our furniture.
    • I would have Ellie just as a friend since that's what Paul really needs now.  It just so happened that Paul kinda knew Savvanah already but something changed during his weekend at Kim's.  Its mire romantic considering the gifts he's giving her and vice versa.
    • I can have littlespace time solo but I don't find it rewarding or relaxing. Without my Daddy it feels empty and more like acting than actually littlespace. When He's with me though I can just let go and it's both incredibly wonderful but also feels more authentic to me, like im free to be me than pretending.
    • I've been fortunate enough, @Slomo, to not have had a conversation with my doctor, as of yet, regarding diaper rash specifically. I'm sure it will happen someday, but so far, the over-the-counter strength antifungals that we can buy in Canada have been up to the task. I'll mix Canesten (or choose your brand) with 2% hydrocortisone cream, and then compound that with whatever zinc oxide diaper cream I have open, and that "triple paste" recipe seems to do it. 
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