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Last week was pretty emotional for me. A stunning combination of household catastrophes and mutual busy-ness that prevented me from connecting with my partner while they themself where bombarded by their own projects left me feeling deeply out of sync an often not far from tears. Not enjoyable.
However, yesterday while the minions and roommate did a ton of physical labor, my love and I were able to put the entire day toward some heavy emotional work of getting back in sync with regard to what we expect of the minions, Cedar's business goals, the support needed for those goals, my big feelings around their desire to have a baby, polyamory boundaries, what Cedar wants from hiring a personal minion I mean assistant, what my boundaries are around hired folks, etc. and also connected by sharing some stories from our childhoods.
And at the end of all that, the laundry room that had flooded as a result of a recent downpour was completely emptied and readied for mold mitigating demolition.
A couple weeks before the laundry room flooded, the toilet in the en suite bathroom connected to the Tower was discovered to be leaking into the bathroom of the underdwellers -- a lot. So much so that the water-mitigating demolition has left the below bathroom with no ceiling and 3/4 of one wall missing, and my bathroom with no toilet and four square feet of exposed subfloor with holes I can see through and identify objects in the bathroom below (don't tell Batman).
So I'm in the midst of my first-ever home insurance claim, the non-covered expenses are racking up because we're like "well, as long as everything's torn apart, let's do this too", and then the french drain in the front hard is found to be catastrophically faulty, and Cedar's up-front business expenses are starting to increase and and and tl;dr I am in a mightily low-resilience space for "hey if I become a millionaire then I could afford to hire enough help that I could have a baby" and bringing strangers into my sanctum sanctorum that is very, very not in a condition I consider "fit for company". I was a bit on edge and since we've barely had time to exchange kisses as we pass on our way between rooms, I really, really needed to reconnect.
And we did. And it was wonderful. And today has been great, starting with a lovely walk in the nearby greenspace, and tomorrow is going to be lovely, too.
However, yesterday while the minions and roommate did a ton of physical labor, my love and I were able to put the entire day toward some heavy emotional work of getting back in sync with regard to what we expect of the minions, Cedar's business goals, the support needed for those goals, my big feelings around their desire to have a baby, polyamory boundaries, what Cedar wants from hiring a personal minion I mean assistant, what my boundaries are around hired folks, etc. and also connected by sharing some stories from our childhoods.
And at the end of all that, the laundry room that had flooded as a result of a recent downpour was completely emptied and readied for mold mitigating demolition.
A couple weeks before the laundry room flooded, the toilet in the en suite bathroom connected to the Tower was discovered to be leaking into the bathroom of the underdwellers -- a lot. So much so that the water-mitigating demolition has left the below bathroom with no ceiling and 3/4 of one wall missing, and my bathroom with no toilet and four square feet of exposed subfloor with holes I can see through and identify objects in the bathroom below (don't tell Batman).
So I'm in the midst of my first-ever home insurance claim, the non-covered expenses are racking up because we're like "well, as long as everything's torn apart, let's do this too", and then the french drain in the front hard is found to be catastrophically faulty, and Cedar's up-front business expenses are starting to increase and and and tl;dr I am in a mightily low-resilience space for "hey if I become a millionaire then I could afford to hire enough help that I could have a baby" and bringing strangers into my sanctum sanctorum that is very, very not in a condition I consider "fit for company". I was a bit on edge and since we've barely had time to exchange kisses as we pass on our way between rooms, I really, really needed to reconnect.
And we did. And it was wonderful. And today has been great, starting with a lovely walk in the nearby greenspace, and tomorrow is going to be lovely, too.