Aamused in Austin, TX

I had quite the week last week and a lovely weekend. I also realized some things.

On Thursday afternoon I returned home after my day out with the Enigma (whom I often refer to as 'the primary). The rain finished, the sun broke out, Lace was home. We chatted, we puttered, we went to dinner, we came home. All in all a relaxing day. At one point, before dinner I was trading out a load of wash in the laundry room and realized how deeply content I was to be at home.

I have been married and/or lived with roommates for most of the past 20 years. I often find myself driven so hard in my job in an attempt to stay away from home. Home is rarely a refuge or an enjoyable place to be. I'm hard to live with and so there often arises domestic politics and strain that I'd rather not deal with. I have no such issues here. I enjoy coming home and spending time in the company of my roommate.

In fact, one of the reasons why I am now referring to the Enigma by his usual 'moniker' is a combination of my recognizing a more level playing field between he and Dr. Lust that has long existed (and I have been using labels such as 'primary' and 'occasional' or 'secondary' out of habit rather than out of a true picture of their roles in my life) and the fact that I declared to Lace this week that really if I am to look at the amount of social interaction and face to face time with those three closest to me...well...SHE is my primary :). I told her we need to get simple silver bands to wear next time we go to Texas together. My mother won't know whether to shit, run or go blind if we show up with what look like wedding bands! LOL

So being happy and loved in my personal environment was one big reminder this week. Being able to rationally navigate through emotions and misunderstandings before they become big issues was another.

Tapping into some really serious sexual-deviant jones with Dr. Lust, which we'eve agreed to take onto a whole new level--a huge leap of faith and trust on the part of two people with serious control issues, has me spinning in place with such excitement you would think its Christmas. I can barely contain myself and in spite of a LOT of good physical loving and work out last week, I am still eager and raring to go.

Saturday, after a day out doing errands with the primary/roomie, I got a convivial evening with the Mad Scientist. We had drinks, toasted an award he received, talked about sex and sexual mores, and then played in the hot tub place before more discussion over a hot latte at midnight at an all night cafe.

Sunday I was tired, and indulgently lazy. And today...I face the week filled with anticipation and a sexual euphoria that is hard to describe.

For once...I'm not sitting here saying "I hate Mondays."

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Made my coffee very enjoyable this morning. My thanks to lifehiker for this.

Today...I get rid of last weeks problem about 3 dates in 24 hours and not getting laid :) I'm even dressed like a slut, all silk, and low cut and sheer. Now, do you think I was hit on at the bus stop? NO!!

As I maintain...I just don't get it. Today, if that had happened, I probably would not have been as surprised as I am most times. Ah well, luck of the draw I suppose.

And tonight...Chocolate Martinis with the roommate and perhaps a few friends.

But for now...work and waiting to see how long it takes before the boss says something about my mode of dress. His eyes will definitely be staring at my boobs today.

Edited to add: It took him all of 15 seconds. "Look at you! Big plans for lunch today?"