January 13, 2016

I had a very difficult time getting out of bed today. It wasn’t just that my back hurt, but that I really didn’t feel like doing anything. I didn’t have time for breakfast or packing my lunch. When I got to work, I begged a granola bar off of a coworker.

My classes were horrible today. It wasn’t that my students behaved poorly today, they weren’t bad. Most of them were under enthused and talkative, but not bad. I just didn’t want to be there. I had to force myself to do a good job and I’m sure it was still just mediocre. I just had a burning desire to go home. I didn’t want to be there.

When I arrived at the connecting station, I received a text from Diego asking me to wait. We sat together on the ride home. He asked me if I wanted to have sex tonight. I like how he’s always very upfront about what he wants and expects. I made a bunch of food for the upcoming week and returned to pick him up.

We are some of the food that I cooked. He seemed to like it. Then he did something that really made me love him more. He did the dishes. Maybe it’s silly, but I hate doing the dishes so much that I really appreciated it! We had some really good sex and I nodded off. He woke me up to tell me that I was shaking. I told him I didn’t know why. We had sex again and he left. I laid down in bed and contentedly drifted off to sleep.

Today I gave up some sleep for sex.

Today I’m grateful that I had people who could give me food when I needed it, that Diego does the dishes, and for sex.

I did not do any kindnesses that I’m aware of.

I spent 40 minutes in nature.

I spent about $5.75 on parking and $15 on food.

I slept for about 6 hours last night.

I did not meditate today.

I exercised for 40 minutes today.

I did not follow my diet today.

I cleaned and straightened today.

I was not showered and did not brush my teeth today.

I was in an odd mood today. It’s difficult to classify it, so I’m going to call it neutral.  I suppose “discontented” might sum up the majority of my day.  My temperament was good.


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