Arrival

This. Is. Frustrating. 

My anxiety was hitting its peak with each second.

 Why am I getting so frustrated in the first place?

I am not the 1st person in the universe to do this. I am not the last as well. Many of us do this right? For multiple reasons in multiple circumstances. Is it so cruel of me to prioritize my happiness? Have I become so evil for seeking out pleasure? Well, I guess the bell was not planning to give me another opportunity to get drowned in my thoughts of self-doubt. 

He came. Finally. I guess, this is it. Now or never. 

It took forever to get down the stairs with my sprained leg. Usually someone at home would help me. But I was all alone today. And that was exactly what I needed. Otherwise, I wouldn't be even doing this crazy thing. Oh godd, the bell has been ringing continuously now. Is he that impatient? He doesn't know I got a sprain yet. I didn't tell him. There was no point. He seemed to be busy these days.

" Is this the residence of Mrs Anekha Rajeev?"

" Yes," I replied, a bit surprised to find out it was a she instead of the usual he. The usual he was cute. He had a dimpled smile and a wonderfully crafted body. Maybe he was also busy today. It wouldn't be surprising to have girls lining up for him in bed.

" Could you sign this to receive the package?" she asked me. I did as I was told while taking one solid minute of staring at her. She was a fine build, with really pretty hands. Maybe she could do wonders in bed? How about I invite her over? The she interrupted my train of thoughts. I guess, she is the impatient kind whose schedules are always jam packed. Hoping from one bed to another. Anyways why would she want me? I'm married for God's sake! 

It took me a good couple of minutes to close the door and climb up the stairs with the package, The sprain wasn't helping me in anyway. But being the determined bitch I am, I managed to climb and get into our room. Finally, I was ready. It was getting exciting now. It was my first time trying this. Gloria was the one who motivated me few days back. We were drinking beer when she suddenly spoke in her high-pitched voice " Anu darling, we need sometimes, to look after ourselves honey. Our men are just too busy. We need to make ourselves happy. There is no problem in that. And these cost hardly a 500."  

Well, mine came to a near 1000 and I better become happy after using this. I know I should have checked the price but the 33-year-old me needed some excitement in her life. I set up the vibrator and carefully read the instructions to make sure, I didn't miss a thing. If something was getting inside me, I better have an idea of what it was. After a good 10 min of reading and understanding and searching, I knew I was ready. 

As I positioned myself on the bed, brimming with excitement of trying something different. I got the best news someone with PCOD can get.

My periods came. 

My 1000rs went down the drain.

This. Is. Frustrating