5 posts tagged “hubby”
I am so damn tired; I'm actually on second wind right now, but I know by the time the weekend gets here I'll be so wiped out I won't be able to do anything; Sunday night was the only night that I got a decent night's sleep in the last week. Other than that I've only been getting 4 to 6 hours and that is just not enough; especially the way I am using way too many brain cells and constantly on the go somewhere. I don't foresee a serious break in action though until after next weekend. Tonight I have to do financial reports for one client; tomorrow I have to go to the other client's office and work on laundry and pick The Walking Hormone up at 5; Saturday I have to take her to volleyball practice for 8 a.m. and then pick her up at 10 and then Hubby wants me to go on his cemetery tour, I don't really have time to, but it would make him very happy and he has worked very hard on this so I would like very much to be the supportive wife so I will be going; I have to go back to the client's office on Tuesday and Thursday next week; do museum bills and checks on Thursday night; Hubby and I leave to go to Bloomington late Friday morning or early afternoon for the weekend. Between now and next Thursday I also have 3 submissions to make; which will take some time. I told Hubby that I really needed for him and The Walking Hormone to cut me some slack until then and he said, "Well I won't even be around until after next Wednesday so it will be up to her to give you some space and you know that's not going to happen." He couldn't be more right. I did pull her aside after her game as we were walking out and told her that I really needed for her to give me that space when she comes back so that I could get 3 stories submitted and she told me that wouldn't be a problem. I just wish I could believe her; I've yet to see that happen.
I did take a bit of time off last night. I had a friend come over; she got here around 4:30 or 5:00 and stayed until about midnight. We were going to watch movies, but we were too busy talking to even put one in. When we finally came upstairs, it was 8:30 and we had no idea where the time went and before we knew it, it was damn near midnight. It was really wonderful to spend time with her and I hope we are able to do it again. We met through another friend and while we've talked and visited before, this time we really got to know one another and I very, very much enjoyed her completely.
After she left though I went back to doing my thing and ended up not going to bed until 4 a.m. Then I was up before 8:30. I can't keep going like this. I haven't been to bed before 2 a.m. in over a week and since Sunday it has become later and later every night. I'd like to be in bed by midnight tonight; but I honestly don't see that happening. I will be happy if I make it by 2. I am definitely sleeping in on Sunday!!!
So, with all of that in mind, I have a wonderful bit of insight for all of you:
Top ten signs you are suffering burnout
10. You’re so tired you now answer the phone,
"Hell"
9. Your friends call to ask how you've been and you immediately
scream, "Get off my back, bitch!"
8. Your garbage can IS your in
basket
7. You wake up to discover your bed is on fire, but go back to sleep
because you just don't care
6. You have so much on your mind that you've
forgotten how to pee
5. Visions of the upcoming weekend help you to make it
through Monday
4. You sleep more at work than at home
3. You leave for a
party and instinctively bring your briefcase
2. Your Day Timer exploded
about a week ago
1. You think about how relaxing it would be if you were in
jail right now.
OH! And one more stupid thing I did that would convey how burnt out I am...the other day I drafted a letter for a client and instead of their address, I put mine at the top of the letter. I got it back from her today and it had the address circled with a note, "How about using my address?" ROFLMAO!!! How's that for using my brain???
I almost told my Mom tonight about my writing. But I decided to wait until I see if any of my stories get accepted this time around. I should give her advance warning since I do use her maiden name for my pseudonym; but she's never going to know the difference unless I make it into print and even then she may not. I would hate though for someone she knows to come across it and ask if she is related to the author that writes erotica and have her mortified! I'm not sure what to do. I ended up not saying anything at all.
I have been wanting to blog for days now! Or at least what seems like days. I just checked and I did make a post yesterday; but I didn't have time to respond to or make comments. I did that tonight though.
Yesterday, the Jeep had to go in for more service. Between mine and Hubby's vehicles, we've had over $1100 in repairs in the past two weeks. That sucks! I did a little of the cleaning I had put off while The Poet was home. I still have much more to do. My office is a disaster. The rest just needs a quick dust and swiffer! I worked on the laundry. My dryer is broken and with the car repairs there is no way I can afford to get it fixed or replace it. So I bought a drying rack and hung a line in the basement. It works just fine for me and I don't really mind it. I also got my own website yesterday, but I have to still set it up. Once I've got it up and running I'll let you all know what it is! You can be certain it will be naughty!!! I'll likely use it for my writing...I'm trying to get a bit more serious about it and it makes sense to me to have my own site rather than using LJ to post my erotica - although I may also maintain that as a way of linking to the site for those that are regulars there.
Today I had to go to the client's office - I do that 2 or 3 times a week usually. I got an email from him tonight and I am going to have to head over there tomorrow and see if I can't figure out why he keeps getting emails about viruses and worms. I'll have to run his anti-virus program to see what is up...he usually cancels his updates because he doesn't realize he can keep working while they are running. Frustrating! He is also haveing monitor problems and we will likely have to replace it. Pity because is it only a year or so old. Out of warranty though.
The Walking Hormone had a volleyball game today. The "A" team won and the "B" team lost. She plays on the "B" team. I felt bad for her and she was really upset about the loss. She did make a couple of significant errors though. She also made some good hits. Hubby was home tonight. It's the first night he's been home and in bed before 3:30 a.m. He's got several projects going on at the office and they are all happening NOW. His being gone wreaks havoc on my sleep cycle. I have a hard time going to bed when I know he is going to be that late. Last night I tried to stay up for him, but I fell to sleep about 3:15. He doesn't like me to stay up anyway; he worries about how it affects my bipolar. I have to admit though that while I love having him home, I have really enjoyed having the house to myself the past few days. It is nice to feel like I can do my thing without worrying about somebody needing something.
I've always been a night owl. Ever since I can remember I've been more productive and creative at night. I guess I am lucky that I am self-employed and can pretty much make my own schedule, within a certain amount of reason. It means I don't have to be up before 9 or 10 most days. I can remember a time when I could get up at 6 a.m. to head to work and then go out afterwards and party until the wee hours only to get up and do it all over again. I can't do that anymore!!! I need my sleep now...I just get it at a later time than most.
Tomorrow I really need to finish up the cleaning. I have a friend coming over to watch movies in the late afternoon and do some girl talk. I am really looking forward to it. I"m not certain what we are going to watch yet; she is bringing a few to choose from. And let's not forget the client. AND I also have to do the monthly financial reports for my other client. *sigh* If I ever get around to keeping up with my own personal finances it will be a miracle!
While I was at the volleyball game today I went through some submission requests to figure out which ones I wanted to work on and which didn't fit what I want to write right now or just wasn't interested in for some reason. There are 3 that I would like to submit to that are due within the next 10 days. I think I can pull it off if I can get things around here organized tomorrow - and talk Hubby and The Walking Hormone into leaving me alone to do my writing!!! When my lovely youngest daughter is home, she tends to be quite needy in the way of attention. It makes it really hard to write or do anything for that matter. So on the weeks that she is not here I am left to play catch up on what I didn't get done when she was home. It makes it really hard to stay sane...oh wait...I was already certifiable! Back to the writing. The 3 submissions: Variety of themes; 2000 to 4000 words. I already have a story written that I would like ot use for this one and need to just do a bit of editing and cleaning up. Hot winter/holiday that'll melt the snow! 5000 to 12000 words. I have great thoughts on this one. Christmas is my favorite holiday and I do lots of decorating for it, so I can definitely make up some wonderful Christmas-time erotica!!! Non-fiction; personal essay. Love: Now that I Really Know What it is. 3000 to 5000 words. This should be a relatively easy one for me because Hubby has brought so much love into my life. He really is the first person I've ever completely trusted and the only one to truly break the walls around my heart and soul. The sexuality is supposed to be PG-13. Hmph!
And one last thing...I really need some good sex! Hubby did okay over the weekend, but tomorrow is hump day *giggle* and so it is time. I told him he should wake me up in the morning. I'd be happy to wake up long enough for a bit of nookie. I can go back to sleep afterwards.
Sweet dreams all!
I am doing quite the happy dance. I finally got me some good lovin' from hubby! It was 1:30 before I climbed into bed and I knew he had the alarm set for quite early (3 a.m.). When he went to bed I made him promise to wake me up when his alarm went off so he could have his my way with me.
When I finally went to bed, I was only able to drift in and out of sleep and it was very eroticized because I was looking forward to that wake up booty call! I'd fall to sleep and then wake up a little later with my hands carressing my own boobs or my hand down my pants. LOL Isn't that funny? When he finally quit hitting the snooze button at 4:15 we engaged in a bit of lesbian fantasy talk to get him going and I must admit it got me going too, not that I needed any help. Foreplay didn't last long as the fantasy really got him going, but I must say that he made sure to make the actual fuck nice and slow and as my orgasm built, I sped him up until he came moaning into my mouth as he was kissing me. God I love when that happens. When he finished, even though I'd already had quite an orgasm or two, I suggested that he keep working his way down my body. And that he did. The whiskers of his goatee and moustache lightly scratched along my ribs and stomach, tickling as he kissed his way down to the oasis! And when his mouth made it to my secret garden, well for once he didn't go right for the bud. I am still wet because I can't stop thinking about what a fabulous job he did of bringing me off with his tongue!
Sooooooooo...after we finished and got some really good snuggling in, he got ready for the office and I layed in bed for a bit more. Once he was back in the bedroom to get dressed, I was wide awake. I know I am going to live to regret the lack of sleep, but it is so worth it!!!
I spent a large part of the day cleaning. Somebody had to do it. Hubby spent the morning working on the book for the cemeteries while The Walking Hormone put off every chore and piece of homework that she was supposed to do.
I did some reading for a while. I am reading a collection of short stories by Joyce Carol Oates. The couple that I got through today were very moving. One was about a white woman who is inextricably in love with her husband, a black man. He holds a certain power over her even after years of marriage. Not power in that way; but in a way that draws her in to him. In the end though she turned her back on him. And it was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do. It was sad.
The Poet called me late this afternoon. We were on the phone for well over an hour! She was obsessing about her new love interest. Oh how I miss those first obsessive days, weeks, months. The waiting and wondering. I've not heard her like this in so very long. It was wonderful. And for her to call me to obsess in that way made me feel so incredibly wanted, needed, loved, appreciated, etc. One of us would change the subject, but it would always come back around to her new crush. She is so adorable when she obsesses over a new love.
The Walking Hormone is finally in the tub. This is about the only thing she's done all day that was on her list of things to do. She's been rather moody...feeling like nobody is there for her. You know, at 13, Mom isn't included in the list of people that you think you need.
I've just finished watching The Mermaid Chair on Lifetime. I've got tears running down my cheeks. It was a wonderful movie. I am sure it was a book and I am going to have to find the book and read it!
Hubby has just gotten home. He attended his friend's funeral tonight. I should go and see how he is doing and spend a little time with him. I know he is going to want to use the computer in a while to do some more work on the cemetery book, so I'd better go and get my time with him while I can.
Hubby and I have the weekend
next week alone! We are finally back on our alternate week schedule
with The Walking Hormone's other parents. I'm hoping to get me some tonight since
it'll be the first time in over a week. The poor man has been working
the damndest hours and has so much on his plate that even last night
when he was actually home at a decent time he couldn't have done
anything even if he'd wanted to because he was so darn tired! Needless
to say though that I've been incredibly horny! Masturbation only satisifies to a certain point and then you just need some real human contact!
The weekend isn't going to be terribly exciting. Hubby works tomorrow and Monday since he has a zillion things happening in September. Sunday we go to his Dad's to celebrate his sister's birthday/Labor Day with a cookout. My SIL told me Dad was doing steaks! YUM!!! I haven't had a good steak in I can't tell you how long. I'm going to make parmesan/garlic twice baked potatoes to take along with us. Sounds good huh? SHIT! I forgot to pick up the champagne that we're also supposed to take with us. I'll get that tomorrow or Sunday.
The weather is perfect! It is that upper 60's to mid 70's range that would be like heaven to have all year round. Not too hot, not too cold, little humidity. You can wear shorts or jeans or skirts. Sweaters, long sleeve tees or next to nothing if you so prefer. Ah...this is the way I like it! Lots of sunshine too!
What else is going on in my little world? Nothing that is incredibly exciting!