Do you remember the guy I dated for 5 years? since I was 19 to 24 yrs? We were so ambitious, always knew that we would be rich, very rich. But he maintained one theory, that no matter how rich we will be, our bed will be a tiny 3 inch by 6 inch! Yes, that's the size of bed you lie on when you are in high-school in Kenya. The reasoning behind this weirdness was, if ever I was mad at him, I would have no space to run to at night. So whether or not I want it, I would still be close to him, and trust me, for a guy, whether you face him or show him your back, both are turn-on positions!.
This weekend, my man and I slept on such a bed, and this theory could not be any wronger! at least from the lady's side. See he was furious at me (that story in a short while), and yes, that bed could be smaller anytime! All the time I kept thinking, these efforts by me are so useless, they aren't helping at all. I should be the one mad at him, then I would turn my back on him, and his thick arousal would touch my ass, and his arms would fly over me and cup my boob, and I that anger would simmer away, and be replaced by only those who watch in the dark knows what, and we would be ok, and we would make love around our issue, whole night, 8 times, and the following day we would hug and kiss in public, and we would be greater that we were before. See why only women are allowed to be furious?! And I realized the small bed theory doesn't work, angrily so! I think a smaller bed would be better, maybe 1.5 inch by 6 inch, coz that means one has to sleep on top of the other, and you have to keep switching places. Where are the inventors of today?!
Second time to say so, I have an unmatched capability to sabotage a working relationship. And this time round, I was very close to making a huge mess of mine. I thought that my man was testing me, and I decided to be bright; not a very bright idea it seems. It didn't end up well, but I am hoping we are okay. At least I know we are better that 2 days ago, maybe the small bed isn't as bad as I am portraying it to be.
Today I feel sentimental, and having been at the brink of losing a wonderful 2 year relationship, I now know the power of appreciation. At times, its good to open our eyes, notice the good we have going and stop taking it for granted like we deserve it and more. I have a great man, damn, I have a hot man! And I mean universally hot. I sat this weekend and watched as ladies shamelessly went gaga around him, as ladies with their men besides them stared and wished and swallowed the envy. I sat through a monologue of how a girl would gladly give herself to my man anytime from a great great girlfriend, the example being herself. Which by the way means its time she was kept far away from him. Besides that, I have a great friend, I have a man who thinks about me, comes to see me, wishes the best for me, calls me when he is furious at me just so I can have a good time, a friend who leaves his friends to come and sleep with me, notwithstanding that he will sleep with his back to me, I have a man who my son adores - a cause for worry I must admit. Sometimes I fear for that boy.
I have a man, who rides a super-bike for hundreds and hundreds of kilometers, I'm not bragging, at least I am trying hard not to
I love that man.
So lessons learnt this past weekend, the small bed does not really work, maybe a smaller one will do better; While men claim to love bright women, don't try to be too bright, just learn different car models (no need to know the engine type and how many cylinders it has, no one expects you to know), at least know what the president is up to and be brilliant at your work that you can advice your (yours and his) business. Otherwise, let the rest be. A final lesson learn to appreciate and say it in words.
Thats it.
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