My husband and I had several hours today without any kids at home. It was so peaceful and wonderful and made us think about what life will be like once we are empty nesters. We’ve had kids since very shortly (aka < 9 months) after we got married, so we barely had that newlywed time. Instead, we just jumped right into being parents, which is wonderful and stressful all at the same time. At one point today my husband stood in the kitchen, looked at me, and said with his arms outstretched, “Sabrina, this is what I want.” We love our kids and we love being parents, but sometimes it is so nice to think about what life will be like when it’s just the two of us.
Readers of this site might assume that swingers, finding a day to themselves without the kids, would automatically go find some people to “swing” with. And while we did consider going to a private lifestyle pool party, in the end, we decided instead to just enjoy being together. We didn’t have crazy, wild, noisy sex. Instead we just hung out and enjoyed each other’s company.
The peace and quiet also gave me some time to think about this blog and what I want to accomplish with it. I have so many ideas of what “could” be and where it “could” go, but the ideas overwhelm me. I need focus and vision. Then I need to execute that vision. My tendency is to water things down or try to be too vague and overarching. I tend to think that readers only want to hear about my sexual exploits. But then I take a look at the sites that I enjoy, the sites that I keep going back to, and I realize that what they all have in common is a real person at the center. Someone who isn’t afraid to be vocal and real. I want to do that. I don’t want people visiting this site to think it’s erotic fiction or that some pervy guy is writing his fantasy of what a swinging housewife is. I want readers to know me and connect with me in the same way that I know and connect with certain blogs that I’ve followed for years.
So, hang on with me as I embark on being more honest, more true, more me! The sexual exploits and erotic re-tellings of our swinging experiences will still be here. But so will the reality of being me. Sometimes I’m tired and sex is the last thing on my mind. Sometimes the house is a mess and I haven’t washed my hair and anyone who knocked on my door would NEVER guess that I’m the sexy swinger they saw at the meet-and-greet last weekend. Sometimes my husband and I argue about life and sex and housecleaning. Hopefully I’ll be willing to lay it all out there on this blog. And hopefully, you’ll all still be interested enough to read.