Some games and a certain lack of patience

The first year working is coming to an end.
Summer vacation starting in a week.

Four visits for three new dom/dommes, and one couple who're old friends by now is waiting for me in the states.

Then a family visit

And then reunited with my dear uncle Theo.

Hopefully I have been a clever girl and found people who are genuine, knowledgable and have that attitude which ignites the fire in my belly.

My last encounter of the season was this weekend with my danish daddy. For a weekend I have worn diapers, forgotten all lessons from my potty training, made funny noises, smiled a lot, put all sorts of things into my mouth, and never lost close contact with the floor! Only times off the floor was on my back on the table, being washed and powdered and fiddled and gotten fresh diapers on. A few unbaby like things was part of the fun, but somehow that was fun too.

Its strange with plays like this. I can do them, and I do them well. I enjoy them, but actually friday to sunday gets to be a bit much. I tire of this game faster than I do of others.

I arrived friday evening and was prepared for the baby mode and put to bed with some partly un-baby-like rituals, and so good fine. The next day was long thou and sunday morning I was tired of it. We broke off early, went into town and had lunch and some nice conversation while we waited for my plane to leave. We agreed to do it shorter next time.

I wonder why I love this play so much, and yet tire of it so fast?