Let's skip the counting and go straight to the answer. "No, New Boy, I can't go out with you on Sunday because I'm going to a sex toy party with my ex boyfriend's mother." Pretty much sums up my current world.
So, when Old Boy and I broke up, I lost almost all of my social circle. I know, they were his friends first, but for whatever reason, I really thought they would still be my friends on the side, too. Umm, no. Silly me. A handful of people still acknowledged my presence, one of whom was the ex's future sister-in-law. As part of her pre-wedding fun, her future sister-in-law is throwing her a "brown bag party." And her future mother-in-law is coming. Woo freaking hoo. I feel like I should go...but should is such a dirty word...and yes, the New Boy did ask what my plans were for Sunday and I confessed. We flirt about polygamy...adding a sex toy talk to the mix can't hurt, right?
In other exciting news, I took on new projects at work today. I'm really excited about the opportunities and getting new exposure, etc. I have a sneaking suspicion that this is somewhat contradictory to the whole "work less, live more" goal of this experiment.
Oh, and the gym? What's that? Haven't been since I started the blog! I think I'm starting to make Charlie Sheen look like an actual winner.
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