Bubble doesn’t have time to spend with me alone this week. I hastily made plans with Rigger to meet for the first time after work on Sunday. I’m supposed to meet Xoxo for lunch, originally today, but then Friday, that’s cool, that fits into my work schedule. Primary’s birthday is Friday, so together we plan for Friday night and Sunday morning. She has plans with Giraffe on Saturday night.
Wait. So where’s Jock?
OK, Jock is Friday night aaaaaaand…??? No wonder’s he’s jealous of Giraffe.
Maybe I’ll suggest I go out with the kids on Saturday morning, and Jock and Primary can have some private time…no wait…Jock still has HIS kids.
Sigh. I don’t know what the right answer here is. But Primary and I are juggling a whole lot of events, a few people, plus cigar time, I bet we have to eat too. Life got complicated.
But I guess when the both of us decided to open the relationship, we invited scheduling complications into our lives.