No More Intentions!

My intention is to post twice a week. Well intentions mean crap.  It ultimately means I thought about doing that but it wasn’t important enough. I am sorry my followers. I however, think you will get over your disappointment and survive a whole week without my witty opinion.

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While you may forgive me for letting life get in the way of my blog, there are many things in life which need to be made a priority. I have been reflecting on my growth as an individual and how I have changed my priorities over the year.

In my younger days, I was a total goodie two shoes. Never in trouble, always had my homework done on time, and basically a self centered know it all. I stayed this way through college. It wasn’t until I met my husband that all of that changed.

The first time I skipped a class was because we were laying naked after some hot dorm room sex and I couldn’t pass up round two. I half assed a final paper so we could go eat some nasty greasy delicious gyros. Suddenly it was more important to be with him.

Now, it wasn’t like I dropped out of school to stay by his side but I changed. I made spending time with him the most important thing. I can still remember that feeling of our first few months together. I was flying.

Fast forward six years and three kids later and here we are. The kids now out rank him but he is still towards the top of my list. I want to make him happy. Whether that is making him homemade cookies, jumping him in the middle of the night, or giving him time to relax.

I think for the most part I succeed at being a good partner. It has kind of been chaotic around our place this last year and I feel like I have slipped. I intend to do cute, sexy, thoughtful gestures but don’t quite achieve the level of adornment I want too.

When my husband thinks of me I want him to not only smile because I make him happy. I want him to blush thinking of what I did to him last night. I want him rushing home for more. I want him to be able to close his eyes and feel my touch imprinted on his body.

Now, I might be shooting too high. This desire to make him obsess over me but I don’t care. I have always been an overachiever.  I have to stop intending to do things. I have to make them happen. I need to tease him during the day and sneak in those precious moments when I have him all to myself.

So here’s to making things happen! Have a great weekend 🙂

– Ena

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