It has been far too long since I’ve written on here. Life has become very hectic and my time very limited. But life is good. And it gets better every day.
Maestro and I are still growing as a couple. This past year of living together has been exciting and tumultuous. And scary. And challenging. And wonderful. We are a great match. We complement each other. Where I am weak, he is strong.
It is all good…but I really miss the scenes. Those over-the-top sexual marathons that left us both breathless and sore. Those weekends where our only goal was to worship each other. We still connect. We still play. He still beats my ass when I am smart-mouthed and defiant. But with the day-to-day, with the demands of work and kids, we have little time left over for those hedonistic weekends we crave.
But things are looking up. We are moving to a new city. M was recruited by a large firm in a neighboring state and has landed a dream job. For now, he is commuting, but next month…we will all move there. It’s very exciting. What is more exciting is that we will be able to reclaim our bedroom. Our sacred space. The bossy two-year old is getting her own room (finally) and we will be able to sneeze without the risk of waking her.
I can’t wait to begin this chapter of our lives together. I have never relocated with anyone before. I have never packed up the family and moved to another place for work. It’s a great feeling. Liberating and secure, all at the same time. And I cannot wait to have more alone time with M.
More to come…