S*x Every Day for a Year—Here’s How We’re Doing Now It didn’t make our relationship d1vorce-proof, but it did make me more confident.

Three years ago I had s*x every single day, for one whole year.

To answer the most popular questions I’ve been asked since: No, it was not with 365 mn. It was with on, my husband. Yes, even while I was on my period. I have no idea what my kids were doing while we were having s**x.

I assume not watching us. And finally, no, I didn’t do it to save my marrage. I did it to save myself, the effect it had on my marriage was merely a perk.

Having s**x every day for a year seemed obnoxious, but also an intriguing way to force myself into facing my body each day. I mean eventually, the covers would have to come off and the lights would have to stay on, right?

Andy, as expected, was on board. And for a whole year, save for being parted by travel or the stomach flu, we had s**x with each other.

It started off rough. I’d be standing at the sink taking out my contacts when it’d hit me…I still had to have s**x before falling asleep.

As a work from home mom of three, the thought exhausted me. It wasn’t that s**x was a chore that I dreaded, but allotting time out of my day to do it felt impossible and selfish and draining. I just wanted to lay in bed and watch The Tonight Show and eat cereal and not have anyone touch me.