STARTING OVER FOR THE BILLIONTH TIME......HERE GOES

So, as I sit here relishing off the surprising high that I received from watching, The Great Gatsby the other night, I sit with my lips pooched out, bobbing my head to Watch the Throne, while at work....blogging.  Yeah I'm on some fug it ish and I'm YOLO'n while my boss is gone for the day!!  In this moment of figuring out what to do next (as if I need to add on something), I decided that sharing my experience with celibacy would be quite entertaining for the masses. 

This is the one feet that I fail at on a consistent basis.  I usually blame the liquor and fall on the altar very Sunday or cry for forgiveness the morning after while in my car speeding to work.  Or I blame my raging hormones around that time of the month, or right after that time of the month, or 2 weeks prior to that time of the month or 2 weeks after that time of the month.  I figured I should take this thing seriously and make a decision to make a decision to take it seriously.  So yeah....I'm serious.

this the face of someone who is pretty serious about the movement by the way

As I embark on this "serious" journey my first thought was.....how long should I shoot for?  Like seriously that was my first thought. So I say A YEAR!!! That's long enough to be applauded and to let these menz know that I mean bidness! Then my next thought was, maybe I should look up the definition of CELIBACY.  So, this is what I found:

 1. Abstinence from sexual intercourse, especially by reason of religious vows. 2. The condition of being unmarried.


I'm thinking this sounds pretty accurate for me, minus the religious context. Don't confuse me, I love Jesus and I'm a Christian, but I'm not the biggest person on "religion" per say.  I'm not a very good spokesperson for religion, and besides this blog isn't about that, it's about MY STRUGGLE with keeping my legs closed!

So, why am I choosing to abstain from sex?  Well there are many reasons, but the most important is it's a distraction emotionally.  Even if I don't intend to be emotionally invested in sex, I usually am.  Then comes the thirst brigade and before you know it, I'm obsessing over some guy that absolutely has no chance in participating in my future.  But my love below (yeah that's what I call it) falls in love pretty quickly so.....there is my dilemma.

Another very important reason is diseases dammit!  I mean really, who has time to go through all of that?  I'm in my 30s and I'm too grown to be getting gonorrhea or syphilis or some other grotesquely spelled word.  Those are mistakes that college students make.  Not a grown woman with bills and shit.  No ma'am!

So...HERE I GO!!!!  PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEACE!!!