Working A Little

So I've been getting some work the last couple weeks, so that's keeping me afloat. 

Right now, I'm the only one in my house working.  My ex, C, sits in his room all day.  He's supposed to be looking for work and he kind of is.  He fills out applications on line.  I think I might have found him a job, so that's a good thing.  We'll see how it pans out.

The boy is still laid off.  He's gone on a couple interviews and stopped by some restaurants to see if they are hiring.  He wants to move in, but I don't think I'm ready for that.  Sex has become almost non-existent between us and he is not interested in exploring anything new these days.  So when we do have sex, it's not much more than beating each other off.  Or sucking each other off.

I'd like to play with the new St. Andrews Cross I got, but he always has an excuse why today is not the day.  And I can't even remember the last time I fucked him.  It's all kind of boring.  

And it wouldn't be so bad if he didn't argue with me all the time about everything.  He constantly wants my opinion and approval and then disagrees with everything I tell him.

On the up side, I reserved a room for IML again this year.  That should be fun, even though it's a ways off.  Every time I drive by the hotel I get excited now.

First Post in the New New Economy

Where do I begin?

The time I've spent wondering if, whether or what I should write is unbelieveable.  So I might as well get started.  What else have I got to do with my time these days.

It's been two weeks now since the boy was laid off and he hasn't done much to find a job.  C, my roommate, hasn't worked more than 10 hours in 2 months.  So here I am working just a few days a month trying to support us all.  One day soon the IRS will come calling wanting back taxes that I STILL cant' afford to pay.

The Leather Man has not been having very many adventures lately.  Finding myself back in an unexciting, monogamous relationship and being stressed out about lack of work and the failing economy has not helped much.

My friend Eric gave me a Pup cage and a St. Andrew's Cross a couple weeks ago.  I thought we might get a few days of fun out of them before the novelty wore off, but no dice.  I tried to encourage playing with them, but was shot down once again.

The boy informed me that it's too cold in the bedroom.  I suggested turning up the heat for a couple hours, but he wasn't going for it.  It is definitely the winter of my discontent.  It's freezing outside so I feel trapped in the house and in trying to save money on heating bills, it's freezing inside too.

So there's a half-setup St. Andrew's cross in the middle of the bedroom.  Every time I walk by and look at it, it depresses me.  It just makes the room look more messy and reminds me how I'm not really having any kind of sex these days.

The boy and I just beat each other off once in a while, and that's about the extent of it.  I'm not sure why I'm not interested in doing more.  I guess I'm tired of pushing stuff on him, instead of being with someone who doesn't seem to be really interested.

I need to talk to him about opening up our relationshipo, but I keep putting it off.  From the beginning I told him that I did not want to be monogamous, but I let him talk me into trying it.  I need to tell him that I'm either going to do it with him or without him.  He could do it with me and we could have some fun.  But I'm not sure he'll be able to deal with that.