Vacations
Our poly quad is taking our yearly big vacations separately for the first time in our 6.5 year relationship. Iâm told that thatâs healthy to do. Pffffft. Whatever.
A and R (I switched from the kitschy Friends themed names to initials; Iâm married to D, my boyfriend is R, who is married to A, who is my husbandâs GF) are leaving tomorrow morning with their adult kids and son in law for Ireland. Theyâll be gone a week. Iâm super excited for them; theyâve really been looking forward to this. I try not to be clingy, but fuck, itâs going to be hard. Communication will be tough, as theyâll be 6 hours ahead of us and busy with their family. Iâm trying to think of things to do to keep me and my mind busy this week. We have some dinners with friends, so that helpsâŚI guess?
D and I are headed to Thailand for 2 weeks in November with some of our friends from the gay bar. Iâm looking forward to it and dreading it all at the same time. Iâve never been apart from R for a week, let alone 2. And weâll be 12 hours ahead, completely flip flopped days and nights. Of course I want to go to Thailand, but I donât think Iâd cry if it were canceled for some reason.
Sigh. So this is new ground weâre breaking, being apart 7 days and on different continents. Thereâs other ground Iâd rather be breaking, tbh. Ah well, absence makes the heart grow fonder, Iâm also told.
















