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NaBloPoMo Prompt #2

Day 2!! Prompt:  If you could be completely honest with no regrets, what would you say and to whom? Ooooh boy, this is a good one. I have more than a few things I'd love to say to people but don't because there would probably be fights and regrets seconds after I said them. Honestly none of them are very nice and I'm going to come off as a complete bitch in this post. Please keep in mind that these are only thoughts that I keep in my head. I've never (and probably never will) actually say any of them out loud because I'm not a bitch. Ok, fine, I might sort of be a bitch but I am great at self censoring and that has to count for something. To O: Please pick a career path, grocery store stocker isn't something you can do forever. Don't be a Republican. Don't listen to them, stop being open to their point of view. Stop loving all things deadly. Guns suck, even antique ones. I thought I was a better mom.... To the co-worker that sits to my left: Please...

The Fight To End It All - Almost

It almost happened Tuesday and it was once again ( surprise, surprise) over TV. It also involved their oldest daughter, B. Here is the rundown: I've mentioned before that I've been feeling lukewarm towards sex at best, our work hours don't help anything. Sex is less available so I want it less. It is what it is, I guess. So Tuesday.... B was scheduled to take her drivers test during the day so P took the day off. B failed the test so she spent the day home with P (pouting I'm sure) all day. I got home after a long day of working and made some dinner for all of us then grabbed a shower. When I came out of the shower and into the bedroom to dry off. P mentioned that he had told B that she couldn't watch TV in our bedroom (we have the better antenna in our room and she wanted to watch over the air TV) so we could "relax." Great, right? Yes, sex did happen. I was bored, it sucked, but hey whatever, P had fun (before anyone asks, he knew I had significant...

Somehow I Have Less Sex Now

As everyone who reads knows, I moved in with P&H at the end of June. It was - and still is - a big adjustment but overall a good one. I've learned  that I was right about a couple things like:  I don't enjoy sleeping (actual sleeping, like for rest and rejuvenation) with people and pets in the bed with me. I sorta knew this from previous relationships. I’m not a cuddly person in general but especially when I’m tired and want to rest. In the beginning I ended up sleeping on the big comfy couch in the basement pretty frequently. Now I’d say I think about heading down there at least once a week but only actually sleep there once every couple weeks. Pets have been entirely banned from the bedroom during the night. Don’t worry, they are all given super yummy treats before the door is closed, and they have free rein over the couches and chairs and kids beds too.  I think they actually look forward to us going to bed now. The kids were going to get to me. This one act...

It Got Better

It really did, I guess I've settled into life here with H,P& the kids. It still feels weird to not live with Orion but he visits all the time and I go back "home" to pick up mail and say "Hi!" to my parents at least once a week. I miss Horace the cat, seeing Ri every day and sleeping alone but I knew that I would miss all those things from the start and still chose to move in here. Most of it feels right. I think I just miss alone time. One thing that does have me confused and maybe even a little upset is the lack of sex. I'll admit it, a big part of why I thought moving in would be a good idea was the ready access. Turns out it doesn't work that way, we actually have less sex now. We've had sex maybe 3 times since I moved in. We've blown P a few additional times which is fun to do but ..I have to admit I find our sex life to be lackluster at best lately and it sucks. I like sex, kind of a lot and I think we should be having more of it. Sad...

One Week In

And its going well. I guess I'm settling in well. My only complaint so far is that I'm exhausted all the time. P & H are both early risers, I am not. Not even a little bit. Sadly I'm also a very light sleeper so when they get up, I wake up and generally I can't go back to sleep. I have to admit I'm tired and it's making me a little cranky. Also I'm not exercising like I wanted to be. It's hard to fit in when I want to be asleep by 9 at night. I have the next two weeks off work and I'm really, really looking forward to it. So far I have unpacking, the beach, a yoga class or two and sleeping late on my list.

Birthday and Moving

Tomorrow (technically 10 minutes from now) is my birthday, it's also supposed to be my "official" moving day. I wish I could say I was excited about either of these events but....I'm not. Moving doesn't seem real yet and at my age a birthday is really just another day. Tomorrow's agenda includes: Sleeping past 8am (I probably won't) Packing (I HATE packing) Dropping off the stuff I've packed Coffee (because I love coffee) Super exciting stuff I tell you. .....Maybe I'll blow off all the grown up crap and head to the beach, always a good option.