Quiet Drive Home

So it's the end of our vacation. and we are in the process of making the long trek back home.  Everyone is so exhausted there has barely been a word said the entire trip except the occasional "How much longer", "I'm hungry", or "I need to pee".  

It's been a really fun and memorable week but I think we are all ready to return to normalcy.  We miss our own home, our beds, and the kids miss their dogs.  Notice I didn't include myself in the last part of that statement.  I love the dogs but they do drive me a bit crazy, mainly because I am the only one that takes care of them.

Work..urggg!!  I also don't miss work and am definitely not ready to get back to that grind. 

While it's been quiet here in the car, I have been sitting here trying to think of future blog topics and I thought of one I have been meaning to write about for a while now.

Don't ask me what brings this to mind now, maybe it's because we are traveling.  But it does have the potential to be funny in a morbid kind of way.  There was a question a while back ago on Fet about toys and equipment.  I am paraphrasing here but it was something to the effect of...

...If something happened to you and your partner, do you have a plan in place and someone designated to come in and remove all the kinky toys and equipment before family finds them?

Well, I don't know why but this particular situation had never occurred to me before and it really got me thinking...and a little worried.   

First of all, we don't have anyone, in or out of the lifestyle, that we are good enough friends with to do this for us.  Not to mention, with my nosy mother living with us, I can only assume between her and our kids, everything would be found pretty quickly anyways.

I asked Daddy had He ever though about this and did it concern Him at all.  His only answer was, "We wouldn't be here anymore...so what would we care?"

Well, I guess that's one way to look at it. They all would either be scarred forever or think it was pretty damn funny.  Maybe both!! 

It's not the implements that worry me so much.  It's the larger equipment like the St. Andrews Cross and fucking machines.  Not so sure I want everyone seeing that stuff!  Although I am pretty sure the pest control guy encountered the cross hiding in our closet the other day!  Whoops...didn't think that one through ahead of time:)
 
So, just curious...does the idea of your family finding your kinky stuff bother you at all?