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Old 03-02-2018, 06:49 PM
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I found some tools to help with debt payoff. Mostly these tools give you a way to track the paydown, or let you decide upon a method, such as debt-snowball vs debt avalanche, and some offer a visual to see your progress in the way of graphs.

With a King Midas focus I was anxious to get to payday and have my scheduled payments fire off. I checked my bank account several times during the day yesterday, but none of the transactions were showing until today. I updated my spreadsheets and did some calculations; I have paid off $6,350.24 in credit card debt since 1/4/2018. It's worth noting that was a more dramatic payoff rate than what I'll be able to manage for the rest of the year, because I applied my tax return towards this debt.
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B: Bond and Petunia's 41 year old girlfriend
Bea: Bond's former 41 year old cisgender girlfriend
M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
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Old 03-06-2018, 03:31 PM
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Snow! We got dumped on last night and we're expecting another inch today. Big, fat flakes are floating past my window.

B is cooking dinner for us tonight. That's great, but I kind of was set on going out some place. Oh, well. It'll save money and that's great, plus it gives us more time for just the three of us.

I got a text from Franki this morning asking if I want to come down to her place Thursday. I said yes, but I really, really hate to be the one to drive. As I'm sure she also feels like. My first thought was that I'd get there so late after working and then commuting, but I start work 30 minutes early on Thursdays because we have the boys, so I'll get to her place around 6-6:15 pm so not so bad after all. And then close to an hour home afterwards through construction, which will suck big time. Le sigh.

Yesterday Franki told me that someone contacted her via OKC. She said she's troubled by the fact that the lady's wife never wants to meet her "friends". That can definitely be a red flag. I don't know if that'll be enough to end things before they even meet, but I wouldn't be surprised. It doesn't take a lot for her to say no thanks, move along.
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B: Bond and Petunia's 41 year old girlfriend
Bea: Bond's former 41 year old cisgender girlfriend
M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
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Old 03-08-2018, 08:54 PM
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This week has been challenging. Monday was especially challenging. My car didn't recognize my key fob, so it wouldn't start until I went through a number of steps. Eventually it started and I was on my way to work almost on time. When I got to my parking garage the door was barricaded and had a sign saying it was closed, which meant that I had to park in another garage to the tune of $18 for the day. Later in the day, software on my laptop was corrupted when I attempted to run an update and our help desk guy acted like it wasn't his problem to solve. I ended up using remote desktop to connect to a box that I will be replacing my laptop with in the very near future, so I was able to get back to work. However, this meant spending two days working through the issues of setting up localhost and IIS on the new computer because my laptop is Windows 7 and the new machine is Windows 10. I'm still sorting shit out and I'm sure it'll continue for some time.

Last night right before bed I checked on an order from JCPenney that I thought should have arrived and discovered that it was shipped to an address I haven't lived at for three years and had been delivered the day before. This was a stupid-expensive duvet and pillow shams that I got on sale for $236 (reg $560). I was freaking out big time and trying not to show it! First off I shocked myself when I ordered the damn thing, because that's a lot of money. And then to mess up the shipping address, OMG.

I initiated a Live chat and was advised that I'd have to work with UPS to get the package back. I didn't tell Bond about what had happened, because I was worried that he'd be upset and that neither one of us would get any sleep. This morning I didn't leave as soon as he did, so I could make a call to UPS. After hanging on the phone for eons I was able to speak to an agent who basically said that the shipper (JCP) would have to send a return label to the address and then the receiver would have to initiate them picking up the package. Um, yeah like that's going to happen. So I drove to my old address and rung the doorbell. The girl who answered confirmed my name and told me that she had taken the package to the office and it was probably still there. I could have kissed her I was so relieved. The office wasn't open yet, but I could see someone through the glass, so I knocked and she came to the door. They had the package and she gave it to me. Whew! I'll have to tell Bond tonight when I get home from seeing Franki. He will figure out that it wasn't delivered to our house because he has notifications set up for deliveries and our mail.

I think I have figured out what happened. When I was going through the shopping cart steps I removed the two old addresses I lived at before moving in with Bond. I don't believe it ever routed me back to a place where I could see the shipping and billing addresses. My billing address was correct. When I got to work I logged onto JCP and the address they delivered it to wasn't listed in my addresses. So, evidently it defaulted to the old address, allowed me to delete it, and never forced me to designate another address.

I'm just relieved I was able to get the package.

I went to lunch with a coworker to day and we did justice to bitching about the boss. I swear the guy spends his time on his personal things instead of working, because he certainly doesn't know what the fuck is happening. I keep thinking that after nearly two years he'll get up to speed, but it just isn't happening. He asks for documentation we've already given him over and over. He has no concept of requirements for projects, and on and on. I miss my old boss.
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M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
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Old 03-09-2018, 03:25 PM
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I was Facebook surfing this morning and saw that a friend was interested in an event in her area for an art class on alcohol ink. I had never heard of alcohol art before, so off I went to Pinterest. O.M.Gee! I love it. I'm contemplating driving 4.5 hours to join her on the 6th of April for a class. I checked the calendar and it's a kids-free weekend. Maybe Bond would go with me, and we could spend the night and hang with her and her beau that weekend. We've talked about visiting, but it hasn't happened yet.

My grandson's family has a flu virus going through them, and although he hasn't shown symptoms we've postponed his visit until next weekend. I really don't care to take a knowing risk of bringing a virus into the house, especially the flu.

B is coming over tonight with her kids. S3 has a school event until 9 PM, so Bond will need to leave to pick him up and S3 is sad he'll miss out on seeing them and he's sad that my GS won't be here this weekend.

I seriously need to do some batch cooking this weekend. We've been out of fat bombs and other keto staples and it's been a difficult week as a result. Plus, it would be nice to have some treats in the house for the kids.

Franki invited me to her house on the 31st. She has two other friends coming. I am friends with one of the ladies and I haven't seen her in a long time, so it would be nice to see her. We're going to a pop-up lesbian bar night on the 29th. I'm sure I'll do the 31st, too, but I'm worried about running out of spoons. It seems that the older I get the less I want to wander out and do, especially without Bond.
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B: Bond and Petunia's 41 year old girlfriend
Bea: Bond's former 41 year old cisgender girlfriend
M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
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Old 03-15-2018, 03:38 PM
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One week from today I'll be waking up in San Francisco. I have to figure out how to get from the airport to the hotel Wednesday night. I'll probably do that on the spot, rather than book ahead. I'm fairly confident I'll take a shuttle, but I can always take a cab or Uber if I'm not comfortable with that when I get there. Telling myself I have options helps calm my nerves.

Bond will be busy during the day on Thursday with meetings and the conference, so I'll have the day to wander around by myself. He'll be free that evening (I think), so our joint sightseeing will begin then. We head back on Sunday and need to be at the airport at noon, so we'll have to pack in as much as possible between Thursday night and Sunday morning.

Bond's never seen Lombard Street or Alcatraz. At a minimum I want to take him to Lombard Street. I want to ride the cable cars, visit Fisherman's Wharf, the Ferry Building Marketplace, and Chinatown. I'll probably visit museums on Thursday. The SF MoMA and several other museums are within walking distance of the hotel, plus a number of scenic, historic places. It's an easy city to occupy oneself, solo or otherwise.

Our hotel is situated much better than when we went to Seattle for his conference last year. We weren't actually in Seattle proper, and there wasn't a lot around us. I ended up at a mall the day I wandered out on my own. Ugh. I'd really like to go back to Seattle someday and have an actual vacation where we have a car so we can visit the tide pools and the rainforest, go to La Push, and along the coast.

Yesterday my daughter asked me to buy her a Kreg Jig (again) because she has an opportunity to sell some woodworking items. I bought her a small one (including a pocket hole screw kit) last year and when she went to jail for back child support it was stolen. My heart sank when I read her request. I am trying so hard to pay off my debt and that was a big ask. In the end I bought her a really nice Kreg Jig that should meet all of her needs on that front. I told her to guard it like it was her precious. I hope she does! I also ponied up some money for her living needs. I doubt she'll have enough to buy the wood and paint that she mentioned with what I sent her, so I am expecting to be hit up again for more money in the near future. It's hard to not help her when she asks, because this skill could be her salvation - a new occupation and a boost to her confidence. I hope she doesn't get sidetracked and loose her vision (again).

My youngest son has been job hunting like a beast. He has been offered two jobs and would work them simultaneously. The first is a part-time (25 hrs/week) forklift job. The other is a job as a team leader supervising a manufacturing line with a team of 13 people. They had told him to expect to hear back from them next week, possibly this Friday at the earliest. After his interview Wednesday night they called his recruiter's manager on her personal phone and said that they want him now before anyone else takes him. Holy cow!

As he was texting me with all this news, he got a call about another job, and this one is a BFD! It's a job as a manufacturing process engineer at a papermill that is just across the border in Michigan. He has an interview set for Monday. Both the HR rep (who was on vacation) and the mill manager separately emailed his recruiter to say they are interested. That's a good sign and he's excited.

I'm so proud of him. I find it amazing that this young man is being sought after so strongly for supervisory jobs in manufacturing when he is freshly out of college with a degree in Environmental Sciences and has no experience in that setting. He does have supervisory experience from the National Guard and he emphasized that strongly in his resume and cover letter. But mostly he has a personality that people gravitate toward. When he was a child people would tell me that he would go far and it seems they were right.

Bond and B had a lunch date yesterday. I believe it was a sexy times date and not much food was eaten. I've managed to keep my emotions under control and my mouth shut. That's a first! Big star for me!
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Petunia: 53 year old, straight, cisgender female
Bond: 47 year old straight cisgender male, Primary Partner
B: Bond and Petunia's 41 year old girlfriend
Bea: Bond's former 41 year old cisgender girlfriend
M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
Twitch: 46 year old straight cisgender male, ex-husband, father to Shasti's son
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Old 03-16-2018, 02:34 PM
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Bond just sent me a message asking if we were going to my hometown on Easter weekend. He needs to know, because a friend is asking if he's available to cat sit. I'm excited. Weeks ago I had suggested we visit my family when he was trying to decide if we'd take the kids on Easter Sunday or not (they'll be gone most of the previous week with their mother visiting her family in Indiana). I didn't think he was seriously considering it, so I had put it out of my mind. If we go up north, then I will have to bow out of Franki's thing on the 31st.

Wednesday and Thursday nights this week S3 and I have been watching Masterchef Jr. Edition. Actually last night everyone except S1 watched it. I love Masterchef, especially the kids edition. I love how supportive the kids are of one another. The kids love the show, too. Makes it so much fun to watch it with them. Often we all pile on our big bed to watch it. Just a pile of peeps. S3 announced that he'd like to learn how to cook. Well, I actually planted the seed, but once it was planted and he had time to think about it, he said he'd like to learn how - especially steaks and lamb chops. We're going to make it happen. S2 is more of a baker, so we're picking up flour for him.
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Bea: Bond's former 41 year old cisgender girlfriend
M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
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Old 03-19-2018, 04:34 PM
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We woke early (for us) this morning, so Bond could get off to the airport on time. I'm going to miss him, but I'm excited to have a night to myself followed by a date night with B, and then be off to San Francisco, too.

I did a lot of cooking over the weekend, attempting to empty the refrigerator of perishables that would expire before we get back on the 25th. My grandson was with us for the weekend. Friday night Bond and I attempted to go to an early screening via gofobo, but they gave out too many free tickets and the theatre was full, so we came back home and watched The Great Wall. On Saturday I took some time away from the household chores that usually consume my time and took him and S3 to Sky Zone, a trampoline gym that they love. Saturday night the triad had a birthday party to attend. B and her kids spent the night at our house. It was a lot of fun to have everyone there. Yesterday we delivered kids to their respective other homes in the late afternoon and enjoyed the quiet while we packed Bond's bags.

Three of out of five team members are gone from work today. I'm really getting peeved at the newest member, as she is still on probation and has been absent quite often since starting. But the biggest negative of the day is that the one other person on my team is now chatting me up relentlessly because I'm his only outlet due to everyone else being gone today. Ugh. I hate having him waste my time and he really misses cues of dismissal. I didn't sleep well last night and my eyes feel grainy. I was so tempted to take the day off. Good thing I didn't, because I am the third backup for a job that needs to run twice on the Monday following payday, so I'm up.

I want to go home and bask in the quiet and solitude of an empty house.

Non-sequitur: I want to grow mushrooms. A year ago one of Golden's GFs gave us some spores that Bond was supposed to inoculate a fresh log with and never did, so I finally tossed the mass in the trash. I'm wondering if she'd be willing to give us another starter set. We wouldn't necessarily have to grown them in a log. We have so much basement space; I'm fairly positive we could create a growing habitat that would be favorable down there. I need to research it more fully.

Franki and I talked on the phone last night. This past year, or actually probably longer, she has been learning about being a beekeeper. She bought her beehive kit in January when they were on sale. She's been taking classes to learn what she can to prepare. She was uncertain the seller bee colony she was going to go with, so she asked some questions at the class she went to on Saturday. Her suspicions were confirmed that what he is saying is a NUC isn't an actual NUC (nucleus colony). She contacted him via email to say she would like to cancel her order, and asked for her deposit back. Even if he denies the refund, which was only $25, she wants to go with another provider because she'll get an actual NUC.

She met a lady (OKC person) for coffee/lunch yesterday. She said she's nice. She also shared that this person started talking about BDSM and didn't really have a discussion with her about it, but more or less talked at her about BDSM. OMG, that made me laugh that someone thinks they need to school Franki on BDSM. She's so meek that I'm sure the lady would never guess at the vast experience Franki has in BDSM.

I asked if she gave her her profile name, which she did. That made me chuckle. I wish I could be a fly on the wall when the lady looks through Franki's pictures on there. She has some of the most amazing photographs of her being tied and suspended, being suspended on hooks through the flesh on her back, pegging a man, wearing gas masks, and a number of other things. Franki is stunningly beautiful. People don't expect stuff like this from her as she's quiet and diminutive. Still waters run deep and all that.

So, as much as I'd like for Franki to find another girlfriend, one who can be there for her on all levels more than I can be, I find I have a dislike of this person already. It's totally unfounded and unfair and I'm sure it'll evaporate if I ever meet her in person or learn more about her over time if they pursue a relationship.
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Bea: Bond's former 41 year old cisgender girlfriend
M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
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Old 03-21-2018, 04:59 PM
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Today's the day I fly to San Francisco. I'm not accomplishing a heck of a lot at work today. I have a tired brain and my eyes feel like they are filled with grains of sand. Yesterday afternoon I indulged in a second Bullet Proof Coffee (BPC) which resulted in not being tired at a decent hour. I finally nodded off around 12:45 am. Sunday night I barely slept as I was ready to jump out of bed bright and early to get Bond off to the airport. Sometimes I hate my brain.

I played hooky from work yesterday. It was glorious. I needed time to get ready for the trip, especially because I didn't want to shortchange date night with B. I went to the mall to find an outfit or two and stumbled into a Yellow Dot 80% off sale, combined with a Goodwill event, and then I decided to get the store credit card. All total I spent $125 and saved $579. I was so excited. Normally I can't find a freaking thing on the Yellow Dot sales, but this time they were hauling out rack after rack of clothing and I hit the jackpot. Partway through shopping I had to pee. By the time I checked out I was desperate. I put bag #1 into the cart, then bag #2 and headed to the cart corral in the mens department where I came in and rushed out to my car. I had two thoughts, first, I couldn't wait to message Bond and B to tell them what a deal I had gotten, and secondly, I needed to get home to pee! Two roads later, and about 50% of the way home, I was feeling smug that I had gotten two large bags of clothes for $125, when I looked over at the booty on the seat and discovered there was only one bag! OMG. All I could guess was that in my urgency I left one of the bags in the cart. Just as I was about to do a U-turn I spotted a police car, so I went up to an apartment complex and turned around in their drive and headed back as quickly as possible to the mall. Of course, I got behind a person who was in no hurry whatsoever who sat at the red light in the right turn lane instead of continuing through after stopping and waiting for an opportunity. Time crawled as I pictured my bag leaving with some fortunate shopper. My luck held though and the bag was sitting in the cart exactly where I had abandoned it ten minutes earlier. I need a keeper. That's all I can say.

I woke yesterday to a message from Josh asking me to call him when I got a chance. I messaged back letting him know that I was home for the day and to call me when it was convenient. My first thought was that he was going to ask if they could live with us when they move to WI until they can get on their feet. I have been dreading the possibility that he'll ask this. He called before I left to go shopping and we talked for quite a while. He was not asking to move in, but instead he was letting me know that things had gone awry with the plan on several fronts and he was making a new plan.

The issues: he learned on message boards that although heavy equipment schools will certify you, that employers expect you to work your way up to operator by starting at the laborer level. With his hip issue, that kind of heavy work is beyond what his body is capable of doing. He was also concerned about being away from home for work, because of the baby. Their lease is through December, so that was another concern. And finally, something was messed up with his GI Bill paperwork and that was why he wasn't getting notices.

His new plan is quite different. He is considering going to a technical college for Associate in IT-Network Administration. I couldn't be more surprised, but I think it's a great choice. Twitch has this degree and is making over $100k/year now. If he had gotten his certifications he would have advanced his career quicker. He'd like to go to the college in Madison, as both he and his GF still want to move to Wisconsin. This will give him more time to get things in order. The baby will be older which will make it easier to find childcare.

In the afternoon my youngest son called to fill me in on how his job interview at the papermill went. He arrived thinking he was applying for manufacturing process engineer, but instead it was for an environmental position that he thought was out of his reach. He was so excited. He is trying to keep himself from becoming too excited, because it will be crushing if he isn't hired. Instead he is trying to keep the mindset that if nothing else comes of it that he'll have benefited from the interviewing experience and it's left him feeling that he can find a fantastic job in his field some place.

After listening to how the interview went and what great ideas he had for the position, I would be surprised if he isn't a leading contender. He reported back later that the sweet, little old lady recruiter called him to say she had spoken to the HR person and her impression was that she thought there was an 80% chance he had it. This recruiter lady is his biggest fan. She has totally fallen under his spell. She told him that in 35 years she's never had someone she has liked as much as him.

Exciting times for my boys!

My DD messaged for more money. Sigh. I have sent her $180 in the past 6 days now. She said she has started painting for a contractor, but hasn't made it to payday yet. I really hope she keeps this job.

B picked me up at 7:30 this morning and dropped me off at work. She'll pick me up at 4:00pm and shuttle me to the airport. I'm a lucky girl! It was fun to be able to see her before my day started and it felt great to be taken care of like that.

Someone asked B last night if anyone ever told her that she looks like Katy Perry. Why hadn't I realized this before? Hey world, my girlfriend looks like Katy Perry!
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B: Bond and Petunia's 41 year old girlfriend
Bea: Bond's former 41 year old cisgender girlfriend
M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
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Old 03-21-2018, 05:01 PM
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I should mention that the youngest did get the other two jobs that he'll work simultaneously, the forklift job and team leader one supervising a manufacturing line with a team of 13 people.
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Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
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Old 03-27-2018, 02:46 PM
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The trip was good. My flight was delayed leaving O'hare, so I didn't arrive in San Francisco until 1:00am, which was 3:00am to my body. Bond came down to the lobby to meet me and we went to sleep as quickly as possible.

Thursday morning we met with his boss and his report for breakfast and then they were off to the conference. Bond had several meetings, so he didn't really get to the conference for much of the day. I busied myself with sightseeing. I visited the SF MoMA, then met up with Bond for lunch. After lunch I returned to the hotel for a bit to rest as my short four hours of sleep were wearing thin. Afterwards I climbed some pretty impressive hills to get to a catheradel and a park before Bond joined me in ChinaTown.

We met with his coworkers for dinner that night. The next morning Bond went to presentation and I wandered down to the convention center shortly before he finished. I blew some time in a bookstore across the way and found a book for B's daughter for her birthday. Now I just need to remember that I have it when her birthday rolls around next Fall.

Bond's report and his boss were leaving after 11:00, so he his report's badge so I could get into the conference. We wandered through the vendor's booths and I got to see a lot of neat things. We came home with a lot of t-shirts for everyone.

In the afternoon we took an Uber to Fisherman's' Wharf and spent the rest of the day wandering the piers and eating dinner. We watched some street performers, and picked up some gifts, before taking a taxi back to the hotel.

Saturday we walked all the way to Fisherman's Wharf via Russian Hill. I really wanted Bond to see Lombard Street, so that was our goal. We decided we'd find a breakfast place on the way rather than eat at the hotel ($38 for the buffet!) and that proved challenging. It was pretty difficult to eat low carb in San Francisco. The cafe we stopped in was unwilling to serve me a breakfast sandwich sans bread. Seriously.

I told the girl at the counter, "Fine. I'll throw the bread away myself," and that's what I did.

After we ate, we visited the cable car museum across the street. That was fascinating. And then we walked up hills that would challenge a billy goat. And finally we arrived at Lombard Street and it was great.

We were hungry before too long, because breakfast was rather skimpy. We bought some cheese and deli-style ham from a CVS and ate it sitting on a concrete amphitheatre facing the bay. The wind was cutting, but the view was great. We spent the day wandering the shops, ate a mid-afternoon meal at an Argentinean food truck, finished up buying gifts for the kids, and returned to the hotel. We ate a late dinner at Little Sheep Mongolian Hot Pot. Bond had eaten there twice prior, so he knew what to order and quantities. Thank goodness. We shared a table with a young couple on a first date. They ordered way too much and when they were done they had left full platters of meat and bowls of greens that they never touched, but had to be thrown away.

Each night we visited the top floor of the Hilton tower to see the cityscape from the 46th floor. The Golden Gate Bridge was easy to see from that height.

Sunday we did a little walkabout near our hotel before heading to the airport at noon. But before that we were in a pretty heavy messaging conversation with B. She was feeling left out over the trip and our upcoming trip to visit my parents this coming weekend. She said that it was feeling more like swinging than a triad. We didn't invite her to SF, because she had told us multiple times that she won't leave the kids with their dad again and she's shot us down every time we've suggested trips to Chicago or wherever. The whole up north visit to my parents' isn't something I enjoy doing, so I don't think of inviting others. But we should have asked and let her decide. Not being asked feels crappy. Lesson learned. We talked about it last night when she was over. We talked about things we'd like to do this year together, both with and without kids. I hope we can all do better.

This morning B messaged about a convo she had with a friend yesterday about sometimes having to let something go in order to make room for something new and that it really has her thinking this morning. Immediately I thought, "Oh! She's breaking up with us." I sent a message to Bond saying so, but he doesn't think that's what she is leading up to. I asked her what she is thinking of letting go of, but she hasn't answered. I hope I am wrong.

Thursday night Franki and I are going to a lesbian popup bar. This will be our second time and we enjoyed it very much last time. We're both looking forward to it.
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Petunia: 53 year old, straight, cisgender female
Bond: 47 year old straight cisgender male, Primary Partner
B: Bond and Petunia's 41 year old girlfriend
Bea: Bond's former 41 year old cisgender girlfriend
M: Bond's former 46 year old cisgender bisexual ex-girlfriend
Golden: 42 year old male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
Twitch: 46 year old straight cisgender male, ex-husband, father to Shasti's son
Shasti: Twitch's 46 year old straight cisgender girlfriend, mother of Twitch's son
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