I've been feeling rusty in my chosen relationship style. My last two serious relationships were monogamous. Now that I'm actively poly again, I decided some research and reevaluation were in store. I'm a little behind the times I think.
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I currently have what I would describe as a secondary partner, but not a primary, and am secondary in return (although we don't necessarily use those terms). I've never been secondary without having a primary of my own, and it's different. On top of that, I found out today that he accepted an excellent job offer, and will be moving to Rochester, so let's add some distance to make things better, eh?
Friday I had dinner and went out to see Paul Oakenfold with him, his wife, and his wife's boyfriend. I had such a great time (what I remember of it), that I lost my car keys:( Thankful that I had a spare. The whole evening wasn't nearly as weird as I'd feared.

You know, when last night's stockings are rolled up in your purse, and you walk to out into the cold daylight wearing the same outfit you wore to the club 12 hours before and have to make your way to your car/bus/taxi and then home?

Everything looks a little different doesn't it?

Do the people out walking their dogs look at you a little funny or is it just your imagination?

And what the heck time is it anyway?

I think Buffalo is gorgeous on Sunday mornings.

To go into work in the morning at 6am? Because I have an over inflated sense of responsibility, that's why.

My boss recently got promoted, and is having to manage our house plus do her new job. Yesterday she pulled me from night shift to afternoons, telling me I was wasted on nights and she needed my presence on afternoons while she wasn't there. She also gave me tons of new tasks and responsibilities (such as being in charge of money and maintenance). Unfortunately this does not equal a raise for me.
However, she did recommend that I put in for the promotion that I already bid on, so that's another vote of confidence.

Pleased but annoyed, cuz nights are really laid back, and afternoons are more work:) I find out on the 9th if I got the promotion, and that will mean day shift and a LOT more work:)

The following is a rant about a BDSM party. If you're easily offended or find the material objectionable, please don't read.

I've been involved in the local BDSM community for six years or so, and there are social norms and rules that are particular to "the lifestyle". I won't go into all of them here, I figure if you're interested you'll figure them out. However, last night I attended a party, and while I was playing with my friend, what I consider to be one of the major rules was broken by someone who should have known better.

Do not interfere with others' scenes

Simply because this person and I had played earlier in the night, they felt they could come up to my play partner and I, while we were in the middle of a scene, and talk to me. Admittedly, permission was asked, but I was too out of it to give permission. Cthulhu could have shown up and I'd have been happy as a clam to talk. This interrupted our flow, and while we were able to get back into the right head space , it was really socially unacceptable for this person to do that.
Now, the next time I see them, I have to be the bitch and say something. I hate doing that. I'm too much of a people pleaser and "go along to get along" type of person. However, if no one calls this person on their behavior, they think they can get away with it, which is what's been going on, in my opinion. I don't like being the bad guy, and that's just what's going to happen. Grrr...

So, you know the beginning of a relationship, when you lie there listening to them snore and think...oh how cute.
Or you watch them sleep because the longer you stay awake, the more time you have with them?

Yeah, that's where I'm at....

Remember the ending of a relationship, when the sound of their snores makes you want to scream, and you nudge them to roll over (or better yet, kick them) to stop the racket?

Isn't there a middle ground?