Is happiness fragile?

I've been properly spoiled this last week. My boy came over here on Tuesday night, was in his office Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, AND is in his office Monday and Tuesday of this week (going back on Tuesday - tomorrow - night), so I've had the pleasure of his company for a whole week, including the weekend.

I'm going to feel disorientated this week as a result though! - he's normally away Monday and Tuesday (leaving Sunday night and returning Tuesday night), but this week we're doing things in a different order due to circumstances.

We had a very laid-back weekend, sleeping in, which was just what both of us needed. On Saturday, though, I did get him to dress up in my favourite outfit (my favourite on him, that is, not my fave for myself!) and when we walked down town, I put his collar and leash on him. I know he finds public stuff difficult but at some level wants and needs to do it - but I will always be careful because I know that there is a risk of him being seen by someone he later has to interact with in a work context. It doesn't matter for me, because my field of work isn't so 'personality-based' as his and largely it matters not a damn what I do in my free time.

It's only Monday and already I can't wait until Friday evening...

My slave has been saying that he wishes I would make more rules and a tighter structure. I already have a set of rules and have just instigated a set of 'tier 2' rules and am contemplating a 'tier 3' - these for times of higher protocol. And sometimes I doubt his ability to cope with strict rules - they are okay when they have become ingrained but I am trying to keep things at a pace he can cope with.