Unexpected Poly Challenges.

There are many complications to being in a relationship that involves two other people. And I don't mean the big ones like time management or societal acceptance or emotional issues. I mean the silly little stuff. Things like:

-Blanket wars become epic.

-Only the back seat on the bus can fit three across. (And it smells funny.)

-You have to cc all your emails.

-English has no second-person-plural pronoun. "Aw, I love spending time with... y'all. Youse. You guys."

-Anything less than a king-size bed and you're going to have someone's elbow up your nose all night.

-"I already told this story to you, but she hasn't heard it, so I'm gonna go from the beginning..."

-Three-way kisses seem like they would be adorable, but there's just too many noses.

-Hotels won't give you a room with one bed unless someone hides during check-in.

-Someone has to ride in the back seat of the car.

-Snoring... in stereo.

-"Psst... look, I don't really know you, but I feel like you should know, your boyfriend was here with another woman yesterday."

-My phone doesn't do conference calls.

-"Whose leg am I touching?"

-No one ever suggests that monogamy is only a valid lifestyle if every monogamous relationship is totally equitable and trouble-free.



These were just the first few that came to mind, and I'm relatively new to this particular kind of poly relationship. I'm sure there will be many more. And I'm sure the Unexpected Poly Joys will continue to far outweigh them.



P.S.: Today Rowdy and I were kinda tired and got in bed to "just cuddle and maybe see where it goes," and within fifteen minutes or so he had five fingers up to the knuckles in me. My life is awesome.

Also awesome, by the way: putting one finger in my vagina now, only a couple hours later, and feeling myself close tightly around it. Vaginas are so cool.