Ense Petit Placidam Sub Libertate Quietem in Book One: The Not So Daily Briefs 2014

The last twenty four hours have been interesting. I don’t know how to feel about them, I don’t know how to understand what happened… I can’t really wrap my head around it. So… bear with me as I relate the story.

Lets start it at work. I arrived to help Life Sized Barbie (I think that is the last time I will call her that; it doesn’t engender the kind of feel I’d like)… I arrived to help her with some last minute training. She looked wonderful, as I’m sure she always does, with her blonde hair in an awesome Lara Croft braid. I honestly wonder… is it ever appropriate to ask someone about Pageant circuits? Like…I would have expected her to go for Miss Iowa, seriously.

After work, I came home and called my mother. I gave her a heads up that I would be back in the Home Town over the weekend to see friends and get a physical. After the phone call; I emptied the dishwasher and reloaded it, did several loads of laundry, and cooked and ate an entire pizza. Yeah… I’m a fatty. After that, I took turns playing Destiny and drinking Rum. My best friend RJ was playing Destiny from his place a full 305 miles away.

When my wife came home… she was talking badly about herself for a while and I stopped her and said “We aren’t friends anymore. You and I? We can’t be friends anymore. You bad mouth my wife too much and that just isn’t okay.” Then we watched Face Off and discussed my trip back home. I’d be hanging out with Mike, Clark, Amanda, and some friends from Amanda’s work place all day Saturday. We talked some more, I made an off-hand reference (yet another) to possibly having sex BuUuT my wife said “could happen.” That potential alone is more than I usually get.

As I got to bed, I made a decision to push the whole thing a bit further. I grabbed a condom out of the dresser and put it on her nightstand. I then went back to watching TV. When the wife came into the bedroom she suggestively suggested I get ready. I flipped the TV to Youtube and put on the WAVEYA channel. My wife (Nancy) came in and actually started dancing to the music. Then… yeah. We actually had sex. Neither one of us finished but the act itself was a nice change. Then we just went to sleep.

This morning, I woke up, got my stuff together, kissed Nancy goodbye and made the drive to the Home Town. Got my physical, lots of blood drawn, tetanus shot, and had dinner with my mom.

It was just… WHAT happened?! I don’t know how to feel about the whole thing. I don’t get much conversation from her usually, I can’t get her to open up to me about what turns her on or gets her in the mood, usually trying to get her to stop being hateful towards herself and her job are like full time work.... is Nancy really this controlled by her emotions? Is it “Bad Day means Bad Wife; Good Day means Good Wife”? I mean… not to be a dick but this is a big issue. My wife ignores me, bad mouths me, bosses me around, and makes me feel crappy… then a night like that? It’s all just… so head scratching.