No, SERIOUSLY... What the Fuck?
Karen is not due to start her period for another 5 to 6 days from now, but Aunt Flo showed up early this morning.
She showed up on a day when the kids are supposed to be away (Grandma Sarah is taking them swimming at the St. Peters Rec-Plex this afternoon), and Karen and I will have the entire house to ourselves, for 5 long hours.
NO KIDS for 5 hours, and I can't even enjoy it because Aunt Flo is here.
Do you know how much sex we could have had? Sex that doesn't involve having to sneak off to the bedroom and lock a door. Sex that could be in a chair, on the floor, on the couch, or anywhere we choose.
No kids in the house would mean that I could ask Karen to walk around the house dressed in any one of the sexy outfits that I haven't seen her wear in well over a year. Leather, latex rubber, or vinyl.
Who knows what we might have done today.
BUT NOPE! Aunt Flo had to show up on the ONE day we had to spend together with no kids around. And she isn't even supposed to be here for almost another full week.
That's just my luck. That is the definition of my life in full illustration.