The Day After

Although I'm still pissed off when I think about what an asshole that guy is, I'm not going to let it fester anymore. I will acknowledge he's a selfish dick. I take comfort in knowing in life, you get what you give. And I will do my best to move on from the situation without giving him any more of my time or energy. In the grand scheme of things, he doesn't mean anything to me, as the role he played in my life was simply an extra with a few meaningless lines. I'll still be forced to deal with the guy for awhile due to an ongoing project, but I'll manage with as little contact as possible.

You know what's the ~best~ thing in my life right now? My husband. He is just being the best guy in the entire world, really reminding me why we got married in the first place. During the past few years, we kind of fell into a "rut" of sorts. Trying to conceive, parenting and now pregnant with a high risk pregnancy. But we're really trying to focus back on being a couple. Being a romantic couple.

Last night was ~wonderful~. Not only was the sex outrageously fabulous, but everything surrounding it was great. We spent hours in bed before even having sex. Cuddling, laughing at stupid television and just enjoying being together. Then we had a full on make out session before coming close to getting naked. I'll admit that I had forgotten how awesome he really is over the past year. I was focusing on all the things that I don't like, even though they are all so minor. But I was letting those minor things build up into major things. I'm slowly chiseling away at the boulder I created into the pebbles they should be. We are a really good couple and I can't let that fall apart because I'm not willing to pay attention to what I really have in my life already.