Valentine’s Day Probs for Littles

Valentine’s Day. Sneezing dripping snuffling wifey has presented us with a sexual menu from which we are apparently to choose an appetizer a main course and a dessert. Yum. If it wasn’t for the sneezing etc this would be abit more exciting. On any other day we would politely decline, as the prospect of being sneezed in well it’s just not so much hah.

We have been together for eighteen years. Been thru it all pretty much. We have a pretty good sexlife menopause and age and familiarity all considered. Wifey can frankly push any button she wants to on us and that is a pretty remarkable and convenient thing.

So we’re sure that at some point we will get laid “until your teeth fall out”. Hah. The problem, aside from the less than exciting cold thing, is that everybody inside knows it’s coming.

Despite creating safe spots and promises to go away during “adult time”, the littles and the surly hiding teenagers tend to pop up, freaking and creating quite the show, when they all know something sexual is afoot. So we will spend the day putting each of them to sleep or sending them off on some meaningless task or locking them into their safe rooms.

This is not normally an issue. Wifey has a tendency to jump at us from out of nowhere because we like it that way, frankly. But on days like today there are crowds afoot, like being in Time Square on New Year’s Eve waiting for the ball to drop. Privacy is a problem.

We could just make this a sex-free zone, Valentine’s Day. But honestly, since we just adore sex, we really don’t want to miss the promised adventure hah. Besides which we’ve done the shopping spree at Victoria’s Secret, and well you can imagine the impact fhat has if you do it with women hah It’s really just the logistical thing that is a pain in the ass.

The littles of course get very freaked out and confused. The teenagers alternately freak and become a cheering section depending on the age of each. Sigh. We have a tendency to just push everybody down and focus but that will mean eruptions later. Not that we give a rat’s ass at the time but still. Pains in the ass.

So we’re off. Sitting down with all these kids, telling them
That yes we know that Something is going to happen today and that it’s okay, you can go to your room, please go off somewhere we’ll be busy and we won’t have time for you. Send the smallest off for naptime.

Only then will we really be able to pick our menu for the day. It’s tiring but we are really hoping that with our newly found communication they will all behave.

Valentine’s Day. It’s fabulous and it’s a pain. Hah. ;).

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4 Comments

  1. Karita said,

    February 14, 2010 at 10:40 am

    Hope you’re successful and they all sit in their rooms for a while. 😉

    • February 14, 2010 at 10:45 am

      Yes, well. Ahem. One way or another they will all be gone. More than one way to skin a cat. Hope you Get Some today, too. Hahahahahaha *smut*. ;).

  2. sexualselfinjury said,

    February 14, 2010 at 12:00 pm

    I hope you have a good day also. I found it a very interesting reading. You see, I live alone (well, I do have a cat) and have no friends. Haven’t so much as had a date in 20 years. So the sex thing has and probably will never be an issue. Plus, this whole DID thing is still fairly new to me. I’m still learning the ropes. I don’t know how many “others” there are, I hardly know them. In two weeks I’ll be going to a hospital for my DID…to get “stabilized” (as my therapist puts it) and I’m terrified of what I’ll learn.
    Sorry, didn’t mean to get side-tracked. Have a great day. Happy Valentine’s Day.

    • February 14, 2010 at 12:24 pm

      Thank you! Yes it’s new here too the whole DID thing. Can be very confusing. We try to just…observe and try to not judge whatever comes up. It gets easier as time goes on, as you learn about your system and what makes it tick. Like this day for us ;). Best.


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