So my husband is laying on the sofa on Saturday night watching TV nursing his hangover.. not a normal Saturday night in our house these days, but he went out on a leaving doo and i knew he was going to get trashed and wake up claiming ‘ im never drinking again’ …
I’ve had 20 years of that feeling, and one day I woke up and realised.. I CANT FUCKING DO THIS ANYMORE, I knew that i was choosing to do something that was killing for years before i made the leap I drank once a week, but when i drank i really did go for it!!! , But I justified it for so long because everyone does it, and when my friends didn’t or if they drove it really confused me, why would they not just join in i felt they were gonna bring the party down if they didn’t drink and get on the same vibe as us…! Even though deep down i knew it was fucking my life up, stealing my weekends, it was poisoning my body and mind … it took me years to accept and it took a process of 5 months of accepting i could still me be, i could still have fun.. … i could still enjoy life…
i still have a drink, i love a beer every now and then, but it doesn’t play a key role in my life.. its a little add on here and there, it doesn’t have any control over me or my social life.. and i like it that way.
OK THIS BLOG ISN’T ABOUT MY RIGHOUSNESS AND DRINKING…
anyway onto SEX!
Hangon, before i get to the sex part… there is another factor i need to address… Because this blog IS about sex..
So, back to my saturday night, i am working on a project so i was on my laptop playing with ideas sat at the breakfast bar in the kicthen, because i dont watch TV unless is a sweet movie or someting.. i dunno what happened, maybe about 11 years ago when i was setting up my first businessness i found myself enjoying the freedom of neighbours, home and away, corrie and eastenders and the mid week channel surfing untill bedtime.. I found that, reasearching, planning and being creative started to fill me with hope and wonder.. and that wasnt something i got from TV.. it took me a few years to relaise this.. and finally like booze.. TV became something i would watch every now and then.. and now.. maybe a movie once in a while with the kids. I got over the missing out on convrsations of people talking about what ltested box set they watched.. i got over the feeling of not ‘ being in the know’ because my life was taking a different drcetion and there was no room for tv…
Back to saturday night… Harry doenst really watch tv much, maybe golf and football, but ALLLL of our friends have been going on and on and on for years about ‘Game of thrones ‘ – most admited that it was acytully too gory for me, but still everyone is horrified that we havent watched it.. so harry started watching a few here and there…
I walked into the living room for a cuddle,