It’s been quite the week. It has included two flights that were delayed by three hours each, a broken computer (my fault, I spilled water on it), a flat tire (probably also my fault, I drove over a leaf pile), a kid with a concussion (not my fault, gym class), a trip to the dentist (I would get 6 pap smears a year, if I never had to go to the dentist), and a mysterious burning smell in the laundry room (the emergency electrician says it was just a faulty light bulb, but my imagination has spun many scarier and far more expensive tales). Speaking of more expensive, this has all happened under the constant thrum of a new roof going on. It’s exciting because we’re getting solar panels on Friday, but it’s also very, very loud. In case you haven’t guessed, this is a longwinded and slightly whiny way of saying I didn’t have a chance to write Sex On Wednesday this week. Sorry. Instead of reading about sex on this fine Wednesday morning, perhaps you want to shop for holiday presents. I’m going to extend the offer I made to new subscribers in November to all of you — all That’s Not How It F**king Works merch is 10% off. Use this link or the code TNHIFW. (Note: the code only works once per person.) My dad says all he wants for Christmas is the notebook. Maybe your dad wants one too?
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