I thought I would start a new thread for this field report so it doesn’t get lost among the excellent advice I got yesterday. Thank you.
We had opposing schedules last night and I was home with two of the kids and she had the other two. Didn’t see her until late.
She already dinner prepped, a Thai peanut curry that she knows I love but hasn’t made for me for a couple of years.
She came home and pulled her usual routine, as we got the kids to bed she fell asleep with the last one. Lame. Determined to be OI I tried to wake her up and failing that went downstairs, took care of myshit that needed to be done and went to bed alone. Didn’t feel butthurt about it for the first time in a long time. Just letting the rope play out. She stumbled to bed about 4:00 am. Promised myself that I would reset in the morning.
Got one shit test about the beard as I was grooming it this morning. I completely ignored it with a small smile as if it was nothing. What a difference.
Pretty soon she went and told our daughter to get ready, then locked our door and laid down on the bed.
I teased her and asked if she was tired, then pretended I had been talking to the dog who was sleeping in the floor. She laughed called me a jerk and asked if I had time.
One last shit test telling me to shave as I pulled off her pants. I laughed and started to get up determined to STFU and just go to work OI.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me back down and we went at it. I expected a starfish caveman hate fuck especially when she kept pulling away as I kissed her shoulder, but I worked my DEVI game as well as I know how and soon she was enjoying it more than me and not pulling away from scratchy kisses.
It’s not the beard. It’s the frame.
OK guys. Self imposing a moratorium on mentioning my beard without being asked for at least 60 days. Enjoy the break.