lazy saturday.
no trading. no algo work.
just us.
morning #
slept in until 11.
A. made breakfast. eggs benedict - she’s been perfecting her hollandaise.
I tried it without complaining. she knows I’m picky as fuck but she keeps trying new recipes.
reward system works. what can I say.
afternoon #
walked to the beach. weather perfect - 72, slight breeze.
sat on the sand for an hour just talking.
about nothing important. just… talking.
still weird to me that I enjoy this now. used to get bored after 20 minutes. now I could sit there all day with her.
evening #
cooking dinner together.
she was making pasta from scratch. flour everywhere.
I was supposed to be helping but mostly just watching her work. she gets this focused look when she’s concentrating.
she caught me staring.
“what?”
“nothing. just watching.”
she smiled and pulled me closer.
the kitchen counter #
we didn’t make it to the bedroom.
she hopped up on the counter and pulled me in.
kitchen counter added to the list. number 63.
we’ve been together over 2 years now. sex is still incredible. maybe better. we know exactly what each other likes.
she came so hard she knocked the flour bag on the floor. white powder everywhere.
worth cleaning up.
post-sex cooking #
finished the pasta after.
sat on the balcony with wine and homemade fettuccine.
she leaned against me and we watched the sunset.
“I’m glad we did the cruise,” she said.
“me too.”
“we should do something for our anniversary. december.”
“what do you want to do?”
“surprise me. like the cruise.”
pressure’s on.
dr R session this week #
had therapy wednesday.
told her about post-vacation clarity. how I’m trading different now. more patient.
she asked if that extended to other areas.
“what do you mean?”
“your relationship. you mentioned before that you sometimes felt the urge to run when things got too comfortable.”
“not anymore.”
“what changed?”
“the cruise, maybe. or just… time. I don’t know. I look at A. and I don’t see an exit strategy. I just see her.”
dr R smiled. that knowing smile she does.
“that’s growth.”
is it? feels normal now.
tonight #
A. is asleep. 11:42pm.
saturday with my wife. kitchen counter. flour everywhere. pasta and wine and sunset.
this is my life now.
11:42pm saturday. lazy saturday with A. beach, cooking, kitchen counter (places list 63). made homemade pasta. talked with dr R about post-vacation clarity and not planning exit strategies anymore. A. wants a surprise for our anniversary in december. working on it.
-AK