Sometimes despite our best efforts, it takes awhile for both partners’ understanding of a relationship issue becomes clear, and its possible solutions take effect. I blogged about the fact that since I started work my sleep schedule has become, well, a little more rigid than it used to be; I have to get up so early to get to work by 8 that I’m generally ready to go to bed by 9 p.m. or so. The BF’s a night owl, so this was really affecting, thank goodness not the quality, but definitely the quantity of sex we were having. In fact, this was all part of a downward spiral that began (oddly enough) when I moved in. When I was commuting between Flagstaff and Phoenix, there would usually be some late-night-reunion sex on Thursday as well as some I’ll-miss-you-baby sex on Monday right before I left.
(pencil me in, please!) Continued