I realized something yesterday. In my post I didn't mention that C and I had sex Sunday night. It caused me to reflect that there have been multiple times where I haven't included that in my daily posts. Why? Because I finally have what could be considered a normal sex life where it is part of our regular relationship and doesn't need to be called out as some special event any more. That first year I was keenly hyper aware of every time because it had been so long since I had a regular healthy level of intimacy with a partner that I was amazed at how things could be. Plus we were fucking like a couple of rabbits back then. Now it's just something that happens because we care about and love each other. It's not a thing that requires highlighting or sharing some days because it's like part of our normal lives. This is a good thing.
It was hotter than fuck yesterday. Mid 90s all day. At 11pm when we went to bed it was still 80 degrees outside. I did my best to keep the house around 74 all day. I took the car in early for its first service yesterday. It was storming like crazy. Like shaking the house level thunder. I sat at the dealer waiting for them to open at 6:40am and was just blinded by the sky. It finally died down around 8am and then went to hot. The car is fine, no issues. Better not be at 5k miles. Came back, worked on assorted things until C left for work around 2.
Watched a movie while waiting for her to get home, Monkey Man. Meh. She got home, we relaxed, and went to bed.
Oh, and we had sex again last night.
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