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.
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