Whipping Boy

This move is killing me. First sleeping on the floor, then sorting and sorting through a mountain of crap I have accumulated over the years. All while being completely drained by work. I love the challenge work is giving me, learning how to run an entire new business, auditing and cleaning up the biggest accounting disaster I have ever seen, doing corporate taxes for the very first time, and dealing with the world's most cranky business owner. It makes my blood rush through my veins in a very good way. But my personal life seems to be blowing up too. This is just a tad bit too much to handle all at once.

I keep saying I'm getting rid of the boy toys and I am... sort of. I'm thinking of just sending them all a mass text stating my desire to un-hook up & befriend abstinence. Sunday I cancelled on a date, Monday got rescheduled, Tuesday I cancelled, and today is rescheduled Monday and thank god it's just an easy meet & greet otherwise I'd cancel again. Hell... I already miss the recreational sex. I mean, that's all I'm interested in any way. It's so damn difficult for me to really like men in general (of the dating variety). But I wanna be in a relationship... I think. Or maybe I need to rethink this. I'm still too hesitant at going all out abstinence though and swearing off all dating, hookups, etc. A little too drastic.

However I am interested in getting me a whipping boy. We can go out and pick out the whip he wants, collar him mine, and start unleashing some energy.

Baby steps honey, baby steps.