Hubby has a date for Friday night with a girl he met through friends at a BBQ. He liked her and she liked him, but she wasn’t so sure about t his poly stuff. She thought about it for a day or two and said she might be okay with the poly construct. She’s still unsure about going against her friend who has a thing for Hubby, and she doesn’t know how she feels about dating someone that can’t marry her. Oh boy.
Is the Universe TRYING to spit on my neck?
I’m too tired. I voiced my concerns and I’m letting it go. If he’s stupid enough to think that’s a good idea and it’ll blow shit up, well, then it’ll blow shit up. I’m tired of worrying.
*Throws up hands and walks away*