I promised. I promised this time that when he went away, I wouldn’t paint any walls. This time. It turns out that when my husband goes away on business, I get a little stressed out. See, when I handle that stress, I get a wee bit impulsive. And when I get impulsive to handle that [...]
There are many things that I, as a wife, despise doing. Oh, not that, you perverts. That’s actually rather fun and counts as exercise–so it’s basically like hitting the jackpot. I’m talking about far more dastardly deeds than just doing The Deed. I’m talking about dreadful, heinous acts that I perform for my husband. Things [...]
We’re adults. We should, by this stage in our lives, be able to handle anything that comes our way (and that does not involve pain or death) without feigning deafness, playing hide and seek, or chewing the insides of our cheeks until they bleed. That’s how I think most people would like their self concept [...]
Sex. I know. Pretty simple, right? But sometimes, you lose that loving feeling or are bogged down with work, the kids, errands to run, and life in general. Still, you need that man of yours to do a few things around the house for you. So then what?
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