…or TMI and Vampires continued.
I’m reading a very steamy anthology titled “12 Shades of Surrender”. My hubby is very happy about this. Let me explain how this works. I read something naughty and he actually gets to enjoy the reason he “bought the cow” in the first place. The mood struck, I couldn’t get my muscles or my mind to shut off, so I went for it.
I only have myself to blame this time for my sex-induced insomnia. Thankfully, I’m now embracing my fibro-vampirism (Dictionary.com says that vampirism is a word. Google Chrome’s spell-check can suck it!). I let the three-year-old stay up late tonight so she should sleep in which will allow me to sleep in. Theoretically. I may have just jinxed this theory by writing about it. My older two are don’t have school tomorrow, so they will be at my beck-and-call tomorrow. Double jinx! Dammit!
If you have fibro and you aren’t taking advantage of your insomnia to blog or launch a stealth-sex-attack on your partner, what is the point? If you are going to be awake in the middle of the night anyway, why not do something productive? As long as you stay away from sharp objects and heavy machinery, you are good!