Lion is hoping for an orgasm tonight. Since Monday, I’ve been making up time for work. First, it was a doctor appointment for Lion. Then the car was ready. Then I left something in the rental car and needed to retrieve it. I had to make up five and a half hours. It was an extra hour, at least, every night. He kept telling me he was horny. Maybe we can use Edex tonight. I was frazzled from work. I was frazzled from having to make up so much time. I was frazzled from the toilet backing up and don’t I realize this is a big deal that can’t wait until I’m done with work. I was frazzled from everything.

Today, Lion asked what my plans were. Immediately, I assumed he was looking to be waxed. Let’s get it over with. It’s melting right now. He’s been itchy, so the bed needed changing and the bedroom needing vacuuming. And I might as well wash the bathmats and change the towels. And, of course, he’ll want to use Edex.

In the back of my mind, I know I need to start packing. I’ve been thinking about packing up most of the living room and some of the stuff in the closet we don’t use. Lion will ask why I’m packing so soon. We don’t even have a new place. He asked why I was looking for a place when we still have to pack. Catch-22. He doesn’t want to move in winter. I don’t want to go another round with the stupid toilet that backs up.

I know I’m on edge at the prospect of moving again. I want to get it done as quickly and as painlessly as possible. Lion can’t help with packing or actually moving things. He’s no good at unpacking either. That leaves everything to me, and I want to be done with it. I’m also trying to figure out what to do with us in the day or so between the time the house is packed, and the stuff is moved from one house to the other. I have a lot on my mind. I don’t care about waxing or changing the bed or what’s for dinner. As much as I hate change, I hate limbo even more.

It’s okay. Suck it up, buttercup.

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