Not like sleep arrived once the lights were out. My entire body was exhausted but my mind wouldn't shut down. It's like popcorn kernels. Starts off with one small thought, then slowly over time more and more start coming up. Before you know it, you don't remember which thought started the vicious circle and it just keeps going.
No clue what time I fell asleep. Was after 2am though. Then my husband decides somewhere around 4:30am, he wants sex. I didn't give him any. I was in a way bitchy mood. He just kept groping and I just kept wanting to murder him. I didn't make his advances easy either. Nor did I let on that I was awake. I'd have a leg crossed this way and he'd keep trying to nudge it over with his. I just laid there totally stiff. I was so not in the mood for sex. Last thing on my mind lately. I just wanted SLEEP!
And he thought it would be fun to keep this up for the next 40 minutes. It's like uh, hello? If nothing happened in the first 10 minutes, go jerk yourself off already. I don't get that about him. He seems to think if he gropes and fondles me for hours on end I'll eventually "roll over" and explain "oh yes F*ck me now!". Sorry babe, never happens that way. Never has. Why would you think years later, after trying that trick nearly every night, that it would suddenly have a good outcome?
So of course I'm sure he went to work in a pissy mood. Will probably be in one when he gets home. Do I care? Hell no I don't. His own fault for being so retarded. Oh and I just love when he turns on some porn. As if it'll get me all hot and horny. Maybe I'm supposed to see it's on and react as "oh my husband is saying he wants sex. I must uphold my wife roles and give him what he wants.". Yeah right. Not this woman.
Ok need to go create my WIC list. I love taking advantage of that. Who doesn't love free milk? That shit is nearly $5 for a single gallon.
Signed,
Super Mom
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