I got up at 7:30 and have done laundry and writing for the most part today.

Tom went to his mother’s this morning. She got an emergency medical alarm installed and he wanted to be there to make sure she’d be safe. Some sickos in this world like to go to old people’s places with stuff like that and rip them off. He said she used my name as her password. Wow! That’s nice. I told Tom to tell her I’m honored. I thought she’d use the names Ray, Evie, Nickolena or Parker. Or no name at all.

We screwed this morning and he just was not into it, but I got off. I reminded him that we made a compromise that we promised each other we’d do. I’d go to the doctor. He’d inject me 3 days in a row. He says, “It’ll happen. I promise you. I promise I’ll stick to our agreement.” 

Then why do I have a feeling that there’s no way in hell he could or even would stick to his end of the promise? And that he may just be telling me what I want to hear and maybe even playing games, too? If he can only cum once in 1-2 weeks, how’s he gonna cum 3 days in a row?! Well, I’ll just try my best to shut up about it, be as available and as relaxed as I can be till that time, and we’ll see what he does. It hasn’t been no 1-2 weeks lately, though. He hasn’t gotten off at all in the month of March and I think the last time he did get off was before my last period.

I reminded him that he’s supposed to say I’m great in bed cuz I’m his wife and he loves me, but I sure as hell feel like I suck in bed and that I wondered if he really felt that, too? If it’s true, that I suck in bed, he’s not gonna come out and tell me that. Still, he insists I don’t suck in bed, all’s fine, and that he will carry out his end of our promise. I sure hope so! When he said, “It’ll happen,” well, what he meant by that was either that he’d cum when he agreed he would, or that I’ll get pregnant, or both. Well, if he does cum when he promised and I’m not pregnant, that won’t be his fault. That’s on God. But this is the only way we can really prove me right or wrong, as I said before. It goes without saying that he can cum anytime he wants to, but I told him this - we agreed he’d cum on the 17th - 19th. But that’s only if I get my period on the 4th. If I get it on the 3rd, then, if he doesn’t cum on the 19th, that won’t be considered him breaking his promise. Watch. With my luck, I’ll get it on the 2nd. That’ll leave us only the 17th, after the appointment, to screw and that’ll end up being the wrong day, cuz I won’t be on a 28-day cycle that month. God will see to it. There’s no use crying over something like this, though, cuz if he came every day before, during, and after that time frame, God will make sure we don’t hook up all the same. Won’t you God?

Anyway, I’m just about 100% sure that he’ll either cum one or none of those days, and then say that I can’t say he deliberately broke his promise when he tried his best, but just couldn’t cum. Besides, we already know he hates timetables and that he swears that the best way is to not plan certain times to have sex. So, I’d think that all the more, he’s gonna be eager to use this to prove his point. His excuse is gonna be just this; he felt too pressured, tried his best, but I have no grounds to be upset or mad at him. Or maybe it’ll be something I did, but of course, he won’t tell me it was my fault. Just make me feel that it was and imply that it was.

Well, right now he’s out looking in an office store to see if he can find a package of odd-size envelopes to use for my father’s birthday card. Still, I have one I made up, in case he has no luck.

We ordered those new address labels today and therefore, I should get those around mid-May.

He’s home now, so we’ll see what he found. I wonder if he found new lights for the back room. I hope so. We need a brighter fluorescent light by the computer and we could use lights in the two dead ceiling fans back there. Of course, he’s gonna take the fans out.

Later...

Tom didn’t find any suitable envelopes, but he got a package of manila envelopes that’d be perfect for sending pictures in.

He got himself 5 game CDs and he’ll get a $10 rebate on that.

Well, it looks like I’m gonna finish the book I’m reading and then I’ll have just one more left to read.

Today turned out to be a pleasant day. No stupid fights or arguments.

The weather was gorgeous. A little hot, but now, it’s so nice. I still wish we had some nice outdoor furniture out there. The kind my folks would have for sure. I’d love a comfy, cushioned lounge chair and that comfy, cushioned rocker we once saw. And a table with an umbrella. We at least have two decent chairs out there that I keep far enough away from where the birds mainly hang out, so they won’t shit those up. You know me, though, always wanting stuff I either can’t have or can’t have for eons.