I never made it to the computer yesterday because this week is turning out not at all how I had planned. The girl who works in the morning for my client is sick so I picked up three of her shifts. The extra cash in my paycheck will be great next week but to be brutally honest, I was hungover yesterday so when I got home I took a nap instead of writing. My husband and I usually have drinks on Tuesdays and Saturday nights. His best friend has “the guys” over every Tuesday so he goes every other week and on the off week we have “date night” at home. We just set aside the time after the kids are in bed to watch a movie, play cards, whatever and then we usually always end at least one if not both nights with some pretty mind blowing sex. This past year has resulted in some pretty intense sexual enlightenment for us… and there is no turning back. I need it and I want it bad… all the time.
This wasn’t our date week but for some reason we didn’t have sex at all last week, not once. Actually it was my fault, I am getting used to waking up at the crack of dawn to go to the gym. At the same time, I don’t want to “schedule” our sex life. Even though as it sits now we are pretty much on a schedule already, I don’t want an official one. Before I started back at the gym if I had a bad day or he did maybe we would switch things up, drink on an off night, let out some steam under the sheets or both. But now I can’t do that. It has been over two years since I was required to be anywhere in the morning at a certain time so theres a bit of an adjustment period. I don’t think he really understood that at first but we talked about it… twice. And now I think he gets it.
How have a managed to write about sex yet make this so super boring?! Ugh. I feel like I am just rambling here. I need to focus my thoughts, if I have time later I will come back to this or touch upon something else. My husband just called me about something that has my mind racing now so I need to go reflect for a few. Plus, the girls are finally coming back today (I babysit twice a week) after weeks of sickness being passed back and forth so I need to go wash my floors before the little one gets here. Until next time…
All my love,