while sitcoms and such would leave one to believe that when your husband falls asleep without staking some sort of carnal claim on your body, you should be relieved...it leaves me disappointed. there is nothing more damaging to my self esteem than a snoring spouse on my couch. the expectations carried on through the day, flirting through dinner preparation and putting the kids to bed all are snuffed out within ten minutes of quiet.
and then you spend the evening with a hollow ache. it is almost silly and immature to get this upset. it isn't the sex. it is the attention from an adult, someone who won't need you to tie his shoes, cut his food, find the sloth beanie baby, or wipe his privates after using the toilet. all i want is an arm around my shoulders, a kiss on the top of my head....some spooning. is that so much to ask after being a human jungle gym all week?
there is nothing lonelier than sitting alone at midnight watching the television and realizing you have eaten an entire bag of potato chips. i'm an emotional eater. i spent my entire social life free high school weekends eating ice cream. and now, i have a husband, two daughters and i spend most nights alone or ignored. whether it be for mopeds, the discovery channel, or for sleep. i am alone.
Plan B
8 years ago
