Sugar Daddy Turnabout

This past week or so, a close friend of mine was recently talking about “Robert”, her “first ever car”.  She finally sold Robert for nice sum and put a down payment of a much newer, nicer, car.  I had always playfully teased my friend about her car. It wasn’t “old” per say (Post 2004, at least) but, she had kept onto it a lot longer than I had expected.

My friend was happy to have her new car, however, a part of her was so upset. Her first car took her from not only point A to point B, but on new road trips with friends, covered her through the rain and snow, was her “home” for one night after a terrible fight with her ex and more.  That car, her first car, she had so many special and precious memories with.

However horrible this may sound, it reminded me of being a sugar baby.  Some of us get attached. We find comfort in that first man that shows us a higher standard of living than we’re used to. He not only gets you from point A to point B, but he also takes you on expensive trips and gives expensive gifts.

Not all babies get attached, but I know many who have… And that’s OK.  It’s been a thought that has helped me get over Objection.

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Back to Square One

“Elsy, I miss you. Where have you been? It’s been since September that you posted, and it’s now February. That’s 5 months. Are you OK?” 

Time flies, doesn’t it? I think a lot of us take advantage of time and how fast it passes us by, but I’m so surprised to see it really has been 5 months since I last posted… I’ve been reluctant, as last time I posted about my personal problems after a short hiatus I was accused of just trying to gain more views on my blog in fear of losing a cult following. (Uhhh?)

But, you know, I missed you girls. And I shouldn’t fear what others say. When I set out writing this blog I did so for a place to help other sugar babies, but I think this blog became something more for me. It became a judge free, anonymous zone where I could vent with like minded women. You all have helped me, just as much as I’ve tried to help all of you. Really.

So, my drama will be public, because I frankly don’t care anymore. You girls have become a type of family to me. So, here is the drama….

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Wow! What Milestones!

I’m heading back to NYC today (it’s 7am here at the moment!) I’m so excited to be going home.

Thank you for all the congratulations I’ve received on Facebook and here! I appreciate you guys’ support a lot.  But, I’ll be very honest. I’m scared as shit to make this transition. I’m still young, and Obj. is much older. My brother sat me down yesterday and asked me to make sure I’m ready for this, and since that chat, I’ve felt nervous over this whole thing. Am I really making the right choice? I love Objection, but arg! Maybe this is just a 24 hour worry that people get when they first get engaged, but I’m sure I’m worrying over nothing.

Also, a lovely thank you to the person who sent me on my paypal at thedailylifeofasb@gmail.com and asked me to donate it. I doubled it and gave it to a church nearby my grandmothers house that helps children! There will be some warm kids for 2012!

I’m also really excited to state that this blog has gone over it’s 10,000 views mark after 3 months. 3,300 views a month isn’t bad.  It’s really motivating!

For those lovely people who were wondering if Objection and I got that lovely huge apartment… No, we didn’t. We got one a bit smaller in the same side of town.  Objection has also had a job offer to another state, but more about that once I get to my beloved NYC!

I Bet You’re Wondering Where I’ve Been….

Where are you Elsy?” one blog follower wrote in this morning. “It’s coming up to two weeks and no one has heard a peep from you!”  It’s true.  I’m actually pretty sad I’ve missed Q&A Wed along with missing my personal deadline for when to post about certain aspects of a SD/SB relationship. I’ve not been able to sift through the emails I get daily, or respond to posts. It’s been driving me insane personally.

But why have I been absent?

If you remember awhile a go I talked about Objection suggesting we move in together.  Although I was delighted at his offer, I was also handling it with caution.  You never know what the future holds, frankly, and I didn’t want to be put in a situation that I’d end up regretting.  I was faced with two situations and that in itself became a hot topic with my friends and I.  My friend encouraged me to take the leap of faith into the relationship. They know Objection, they love him, he’s kind enough too them, charming and funny. However, I wasn’t completely invested in the idea.  What if something happened between us and we ended up on the rocks. Where would I go? What would I do? I have a lot of savings, but staying in a hotel for X amount of time while finding a new apartment didn’t seem like my idea of fun. Of course, there is the chance Obj, and I won’t ever break up, but, why count my chickens before they all hatch?  It worried me because although Obj. and I have been together for a long time, we’ve never really been a GF/BF couple.  To be fair, it isn’t a lot different than how it was before, but still. I wanted to play it safe.

My eventual choice? I told Objection that I didn’t want to move in with him because I didn’t like feeling like I didn’t have a back up plan and I didn’t want to lose my apartment.  Maybe that’s selfish of me, but I’m a very steady person and I like to always have an option B.  So Objection, in turn, offered to pay for the next year of my lease. If I still feel the same in a year, he would renew the lease again, but he would also love it if we found our own apartment. Right now, my apartment is 100% paid for as of the 14th of Nov. This also means. Yes, Obj and I have decided to move in together.

Since the 14th, on our breaks from lunch, after work, or days off, we’ve been able to look at some amazing apartments, and although it’s soon, and we haven’t seen as many as I wish we would have, there are two specific ones that have me head over heels in love. One rental and one for actual sale.  One is in the Upper East Side, another in Murray Hill.  Right now we’re both trying as hard as poss. to get the apt in the Upper East Side though.  Objection will be buying it however… Which is one of the reasons I was so reluctant to move in with him at first, because I knew this would be the kind of arrangement we’d have, however, with the back up plan of my own apartment in my own name not far away, it makes me breath a little easier.

Window shopping for furniture has been fun also. Already have a few pieces on hold.  With Thankgiving coming up, as well as Objection and I going to France, it may be until January until I get back into the full swing of things! However, I haven’t forgotten about any of you, and I’ve missed you all!  Hopefully I’ll be able to post Q&A  /  a new How To post later tonight, or even tomorrow morning, but right now, I’ve got to meet up with Obj. and hopefully make an offer on this home!

Have an opinion?  I’d love to hear it.  Take the poll… You can anonymously comment on it too. 🙂  I love hearing you girls’ opinions!

.P.S. To all those who have messaged me, don’t worry, I’m getting around to it.  I should reply within the next 48 hours.  Remember. I get a handful of emails per day, so give me a bit of time! :))

Part-Time, Haircuts, Obj + the REALLY big news!

First of all, don’t be offended when I don’t reply to your emails and messages right away.  After I’ve not checked my email within a few days, I usually have anywhere from 10-50 asking for advice. I like to take time with each and every answer.

This week has been insane. My weekend started with me being ill, again, with a terrible and horrible cold.  Yes, I’m realizing my immune system is horrible. I wanted to see Objection this past weekend to fly out to where he was to meet him, but after talking about it, we had both decided it was in my best interest to stay at home.

Saturday afternoon I just get in from hanging out with some girlfriends and and I hear a knock.  It’s only Objection isn’t it? :)!  He had come home early unexpectedly (on both ends) and had wanted to surprise me. Apparently he had come by earlier, but since I’d been out, he had to wait. But it was great, and we got to spend the whole weekend together.

We went shopping for awhile on Sunday afternoon for some more winter clothes, since the weather isn’t getting any warmer and I wanted something adorable for my first thanksgiving… which is going to be interesting.  I have never celebrated Thanksgiving before.  It’s an American holiday, and my father never “enforced” it at home. Even first moving here, I didn’t really understand the holiday 100% until a friend of mine told me the lovely stories of food and family, which reminds me of Christmas at home in France… My fathers family have extended their Thanksgiving invitation too me, which I’m really grateful for, because my fathers side of the family have never really kept in touch with us, expect for very recently when they heard I was in New York.  Since then, they’ve been more curious, added and talked to me on my personal facebook as well as even occasionally texting me.

I’ve also had to ask to only work Part Time at my job. I’m lucky enough that Obj and my boss are close enough where I can ask that and get away with it. Plus my boss is a really nice guy and extremely understanding. I’ve unfortunately been failing in University due to working so much and not having the time for any studies at all. This seemed like the best course of action, and my grades are finally making their way back up! 🙂

This Tuesday, I also went ahead and made a hair appointment at a salon.  A trim, dye, and got it straightened.  And, if I do say so myself, it looks pretty good.

But, here is for the super big news….

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Tickets to France are BOOKED!

Every Christmas I go to France to see my family. We visit my grandmother andgrandfather who lives in the French countryside in a huge, but rustic cottage.  My aunts and uncles visit with their children, and their children bring their children. It’s honestly a wonderful gathering on Christmas Eve where we talk about life, make fun of my father for his bad French, cook all day long, play with the children and tell them about Pere Noel and give and receive meaningful presents.

I love Christmas!    I ADORE CHRISTMAS!!  I FUCKING LOVINGLY ADORE CHRISTMAS!!!

All of the above.  

So I’m now booking my tickets for December, and I’ve invited Objection to come. Objection has already met my parents (got to love Skype, they’ve actually talked to him a lot lately) They’re already very aware of him, who he is, how we met, and that we’re now a couple and getting quite serious. My family is happy for me and happy that I’m bringing Objection.  As my mother said “merveilleux!”

I think Obj. is pretty excited too, because he usually spends Christmas’ alone. Obj. family isn’t the greatest, and he’d rather avoid them at all costs, so instead of Mr. O spending Christmas alone, the poor guy gets to spend it in a huge French family where we’ll make fun of his bad French like we do with my dad (and trust me, he tries, but he isn’t great) and we’ll make sure he overeats. (Plus, when my grandmother found out, she was convinced one goose wouldn’t suffice for my father and Obj because ‘Americans have large appetites!’ and that she needed two just for them)

I’m extremely excited and happy!

Washington DC Trip!

Since living in America, there are a few places I’ve never been.  In fact, there are a lot of places I’ve never been here.  I rarely leave New York because I’m either too busy or I just don’t know where to go and what to do.

Recently however, I’ve been telling Objection about how much I’d like love to go to Washington DC. My grandfather on my fathers side  had been born in DC… My grandfather passed before I was born, but I always wanted to visit the area, see where my roots were.

So, Objection called and told me to pack an overnight bag on Friday afternoon. We had discussed about me staying there for the weekend, so I thought maybe Objection had just decided that I should stay there this weekend.  I call my friend, double checked she would check on Snapple and Snickers (dog and cat) and head out for the taxi Objection had sent for me.

The taxi driver was taking me the opposite direction of where Objection lives and I’m completely confused. I’m starting to wonder if the taxi driver even knows where to go, when we stop at a car rental place with Mr. O waiting.

I’m totally confused because I have no clue what’s going on, and Objection tells me we’re road tripping to Washington DC!

Guys, I’ve never been on a road trip in the USA, and this was so exciting for me. We drove a good 5 hours and 30 mins to Washington DC, and got to make rest stops at fast food restaurants, and go to GAS STATIONS and buy stuff (like in the movies where they have road trips!) We listened to music, chatted, but Mr. O wouldn’t tell me what he had planned when we’d get to D.C.!

Arrived in D.C. around 8 pm or so, and got to our hotel at the Four Seasons, which is such a gorgeous hotel and grabbed some greasy Chinese food to hang out at the hotel with.  We took a shower together, had amazing sex, and watched TV. We walked around a bit at night, but I was honestly far too tired to do anything beyond that.  Went to bed and woke up early!

I LOVE WASHINGTON D.C.  The holocaust museum was my favorite above all, my grandfathers father was Jewish. I cried so much there, for the people who died, for the prejudice so many people faced during that time.  Objection was getting extremely solemn as well.  We probably shouldn’t have started off the day with the Holocaust museum because afterwards we barely spoke for half and hour just trying to even comprehend the magnitude of what had happened.

Okay, moving along before I depress all of you…

We saw the White House, and the Lincoln Memorial, but honestly we didn’t have much time for anything else.  We walked around quite a bit, did some shopping and ate good food, but also saw the area where my grandfather lived. It was incredible! 🙂

Only a day, but it was a really nice one.  We got back an hour a go (and it’s 1pm now).  We could have stayed later, but we didn’t want to feel rushed to come back, and even so, I’m glad I did get to see what I did. It was a nice overnight trip, and I think It’s something I really needed.  So now I’m at Objections, relaxing on his couch while he makes a chicken salad for us.

This week deserves an A.