It's the end of the school year and this year I am especially anxious to be done. My youngest has been having significant academic challenges at school and pretty heavy emotional challenges at home. I've been trying my best to be SuperMom and work through each issue diligently but every goddamn day I feel like I'm coming up short.
A little reminder from the universe... and the man at the grocery store.
I think I hopped up on my soapbox last night and you might think I’m looking for the perfect robot, not a human. I can say this...
The words curiosity, enlightenment, thought, and kindness kept vibrating in my brain so I figured I would spend some time exploring why.
Even before my husband and I decided to open our marriage, I’ve always enjoyed meeting new people, spending time hearing their stories, and learning from their experiences. I’m definitely an extrovert because I get energy from being in social situations. That said, I also greatly value my alone time. It’s when I can exhale, meditate, read and write. This is precious quiet time that I need daily. In deciding to open our marriage, I was looking forward to spending more time around people I find interesting regardless of their gender. I like spending time with my girlfriends, but I missed male companionship even if platonic. But if there was mutual interest and chemistry, then being poly meant we could ethically explore where that might lead.
I'm not sure exactly what I'm writing about today, but I knew I wanted the title of my post to be "foolish mistake." That is what I was recently told I was making by not clearing room in my life to date this guy.
I think my bratty tendencies probably flare up in instances where I'm testing my lovers' trustworthiness.
There are moments when the world closes in on me quickly. Moments when I have forgotten how full-tilt crazy things can get in just a blink.
I fall in love with him again and again in small moments that seem not to matter to anyone.