I have about 3 seconds to explain this...

Okay, maybe ten minutes if I'm not interrupted by phone calls. If I have to tell one more person the correct number to the Hershey's Chocolate Factory (our number is very, veeery similar) I just might pretend that I actually work there. Anyway, I couldn't stop thinking about this train of thought. Here goes: The notion that outstanding sex lives make our relationships last. I was at the book store on my lunch break reading books about how to keep the lust alive. Why? Sure, why not? I have no idea since It's been awhile for me. Whatever. Maybe I'm subconsciously gearing up for one. One that will inevitably lose some of it's magic naturally and because well I read a book or two -- I'll know what to do? Or maybe I fear that the time has rendered me a little rusty around the edges. Who cares? It happens to everyone. Why should I be uptight about this kind of thing? Never mind, that's beside the point. This particular book that was written by a female author shall remain nameless because well I forget the title already. Books like these always wind up infuriating me because like many of this genre it tends to be one sided. If only great relationship/marriages thrived from these books that read like instruction Manuel's. C'MON. People can read all of these books, try out all the off the wall sexual shenanigans these books guarantee to be dynamite but what it boils down to is personality*. That's all I need to keep me going. Where's the sexual seminars coaching this aspect?! I'm sure there are and I know we all know this but do we? Sometimes I simply forget it. So, when you're feeling down and unsexy just know nothing matters just go with it. I'd love to stand tall on my soap box but I'm afraid I just broke it over the telephone that keeps ringing. This was just an idea to keep in mind but I'm afraid I've gotta go back to work...

Get back to me!


*Yes, I realize attraction still matters.