New Years Eve was low-key, but that’s fine since the Hunter and I are low-key types anyway. We made a nice dinner, popped open some champagne and smoked some weed. I caught a nice, pleasant buzz. We watched a movie and headed to bed right before midnight. The Hunter had plans to go shooting with friends, so he was getting up obnoxiously early.
We ended up having a lively and lovely New Year fuck that was fueled by the evening’s earlier indulgences. About 2/3 of the way, my phone goes off. I have my son, my daughter and others texting and calling to wish us a Happy New Years. My son left a warm, loving message that truly touched my heart. It was all great, but the timing ….. well, I learned another life lesson. Get the fucking done early to avoid interruptions.
Happy New Year!