Tell me about it. I was in my "early 30s" when I met him. NOW I AM 40. HE HAS AGED ME.

Oh G-d, I am totally using that line on Pete. Except I don't know if he would find it funny. Hmmm.

5 years? The passage of time, it freaks me out!

I know I need to be better about scheduling tasks and whatnot. I think about how much more productive I would be if I did that.

We both procrastinate, and good intentions don't count for much when it's suddenly midnight and "Want to have sex?" translates to "You are going to get 5 hours of sleep tonight!"

See. This is what I'm talking about.

It's so easy to get lost in the details of life and then forsake the very things that make getting through the details even possible.

It's sad that intimacy is the first thing to go. Stinting on making deposits into the emotional bank account just makes everything else feel so hard.

So, yeah! Flip open that calendar and randomly drop reminders for simple, inexpensive, soothing activities.

It WILL pay off!

Tell me about it. I was in my "early 30s" when I met him. NOW I AM 40. HE HAS AGED ME.

Oh G-d, I am totally using that line on Pete. Except I don't know if he would find it funny. Hmmm.

I tell him (possibly a little too frequently) how much silver hair he's gotten since we got together (hint: A LOT). I think it looks sexy, but it just makes him feel old, especially since I have NO grey/silver/white hair at all yet. (That actually freaks me out; I feel like I should have some, but apparently there is a wig in an attic somewhere getting grey. The wig of Dorian Gray.)

Yeah, we also try to schedule sexytimes. And now with my BP getting so high, we are scheduling it more frequently. I will let you all know how that particular treatment goes.

Nora, doo eeet. The benefits are tremendous.

sj, blessings for peace and easy transition on you and your family. I'm so glad the funeral was what you needed it to be. That is a gift.

Nora, doo eeet. The benefits are tremendous.

You're not wrong! Although having just experienced the short term benefits so far...

Saturday, 8:30pm - offer sex

Saturday, 8:45pm - begin foreplay

I pointed out a grey hair on my sister's head to me, and she lashed out quite viciously. She may be up to three now. I'm assuming we take after our father, and should beards come in, they will come in grey, but our heads will remain dark for a while. If I have any, they are where the mirror can't show them to me.

Steph wow! Five years it doesn't seem that long ago at all.

Also I'm going to try your scheduling methods.

So I gave the temp assignment doing assembly line work a try, three days. And I'm not going back. Not only is it hot, humid, loud, mind numbingly boring work that's physically demanding. BUT there's the added "bonus" of a small clique of young women (about 19 or 20 years old) that are close to the supervisor (who is in her mid twenties) and if you aren't on their good side you don't get the "easy" jobs (there is supposed to be a rotation but they don't rotate). Plus a few people who stepped on the Clique Queen's toes were asked not to come back. I got on her badside today and had to deal with some passive aggressive b.s.

I decided that I can deal with the hot, loud, physically demanding work OR dealing with personalities and wondering if I'm stepping on toes but not both. Not that any workplace is drama free but this totally felt like I was right back in middle school.

Saturday, 8:30pm - offer sex

Saturday, 8:45pm - begin foreplay

Yeah. I get a lot of 'It's not spontaneous!' and 'If it's fake it's not 'real.'

The problem with waiting for spontaneous to show up or the right time to present itself or the burning flame of passion to ignite on its own, is that...a few years down the road, without any actual maintenance, the relationship either fizzles and dies, or implodes and dies.

I like my plan better!

Saturday, 8:30pm - offer sex

Saturday, 8:45 31pm - begin foreplay

Of course, I am rather impatient.