Blue Eyed Bader

So my wife went out and purchased some new bras the other day.  She was telling me about the conversation that she had with the salesperson and they let her know of some deals on some lingerie. She said that they were trying to push a matching set and she was telling them that her husband would definitely like that. Now you have to understand my wife.  She has pretty much worn the same style of underwear for several years.  She bought a teddy once about 10 years ago that she would use to indicate when she wanted to have sex. With her depression and other mental health issues she would find it hard to communicate her feelings with me so that was a way for her to open up.  Since those days I do not know if it even exists anymore.  I have not seen her wear it in about 8 years, maybe longer. So much to my surprise when I was picking up the laundry from off of the floor of our bedroom and putting it into the basket I noticed a black thong.  It was not lace or anything, just a standard

43 year old man, 6'2" blue eyes brown hair, athletic build but not ripped, well adjusted, well groomed, successful and happy, seeking sex with anyone. That would be my classified ad.  I am sure I would get all kinds of responses.  I am a good looking person on the inside and out.  I give back to society, I volunteer, I have only committed a handful of very minor crimes that probably 99 percent of society has also committed. I am in a loving relationship, I take care of my daughter, I provide for my family, so why is it so hard to have sex when I want it? I hear from a lot of people that once you get married the sex stops.  Why?  It is not like you do not love your partner anymore?  Was sex just a way of getting the person to marry you and now that you have succeeded you no longer need to do it? The comments from my wife's side of the family all tell her that she should have sex with me because that is what a wife does for their husband, but really should it not be

This may be a rambling post so I am warning you now... Where am I in my life, where am I ultimately heading. I have spent a lot of time on these questions over the past few months. Questions that I have no immediate answer to but need to come to some resolution in the next month or two. My career, despite my effort, is in a decline. Predictors years ago were evident to this fact and while I was the one holding the sign of the impending doom, I was treated the same way as a mentally ill man on the street predicting the apocalypse. We all discussed the problems at length but no one in upper management seemed to listen to us workers. Economic indicators all said things will turn around, and they have, but in a different market than the one that we are in. So three years ago when I kept saying we need to change markets, they kept saying it will get better. I hate to be the one that says I told you so, but in this case it is my future that is being affected. Yes, I should have made