I'm all three of those, and not from anything traditionally "fun". I spent today up at E's, helping him move his belongings from his ex's garage. I only got about 3 hours of sleep to begin with, so I was tired, but I gave E my word that I'd be up there at 9ish. I got up there closer to 10 am with my pit stops and we promptly began to load River up. The first few trips over were E's daughter and I hauling stuff into E's storage area. And we bonded over music, which I thought was fantastically awesome. I even managed to bond a bit with E's son over video games.
Literally the only "down" to the whole thing today was E's ex picking a fight with E in front of the kids. It pissed me off, but I didn't do anything about it because I didn't want to make the situation worse. I did vent to E later, though, about the situation. Also because I was worried about running damage control with him and the kids.
It was definitely hard work on little sleep, but I felt content with the fact that the move got done with minimal issue and minimal vehicles. I also let my brain wander about into places it hasn't previously.
E had mentioned a while ago about his ideal world of living in a poly household where there is mutual love, affection, and it's sustainable. And that's exactly what I mused over. I like E a lot (the word "love" has been mulling over in the back of my head), and I felt genuinely happy, relaxed, and calm being around him and the minions. Yes, I wish Brit had been up there with me, but I look at this as a Very Good Thing.
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