The Boys in My Band

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So earlier tonight I posted this tweet "My ex is making dinner tonight for me, his boyfriend, and his boyfriend's ex. Chosen families are so much more fun."

A litter further explanation is in order.

I'm single and my ex is my best friend. Shortly after we broke up, our bond became stronger. We make much better friends than we did lovers. Not that we made a bad couple. We were a good couple. We got along well and we never fought. Never ever. It's just there was something missing. We found what was missing in friendship. We are closer now than we have ever been.

My ex now has a boyfriend, and has had one for 4 years. They make a great couple. I love his boyfriend a lot and I spend a plenty of time with them both. Perhaps too much time. The three of us have Saturday and Sunday brunch together most weekends.

My ex's boyfriend still lives with his ex. They get along really well. The boyfriend's ex is also single and often joins the three of us for brunch. I like him as well. And before you ask, no, me and the BFs ex are not getting together anytime soon though we do joke about it, mostly to freak out the ex's. I like him… I just don't like like him.

So, me and my ex, and his boyfriend and his ex spend a lot of time together. Tonight it was for dinner and it was a good meal and it was fun.

Through fate, luck, or choice, suffice to say this could only be a chosen family and I wouldn't have it any other way.

You Work Too Much

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So I just got tweeted by DeadRobot that I work too much and this is what I was going to say…

1) Work has been quiet and having all this work is good. I can't turn down a project that will bring in money to the company.
2) It's winter. I don't like being outside in winter.
3) I'm only going to be really busy until the 18th of February.
4) There is no one that I can pass this work off to.
5) I AM still seeing my friends.

All condensed down to a 140 character tweet.

But, the reality is… he's correct. I have been working a lot and I can come up with for excuses why that's a good thing left, right, and centre. His husband SharkBoy surreptitiously pointed it out last week when he casually suggested in a tweet that if I'm not being productive to go home. You know it's a bad sign when you need a tweet reminder to go home.

Though I still see my friends, I often leave early and I'm not fully present. I'm too busy thinking about all of the work I have to do. I see my best friends every week. At this point I think that they accept my excuses for sound logic and reasoning. I love them to bits, but sometimes the closer you are to a person the less likely you are to see their faults and I don't think they see mine. Or maybe they see them, and love me regardless.

I've now painted myself into a corner, and the paint is still wet so I can't leave. Well, I could leave but if I do it's just going to get messy. Very, very messy. I just have to remember not to paint myself into that corner again and listen to people when they tell me that's what I'm doing.

You would have thought that after doing this on and off for the last 15 years I would have learned this before now. Life's funny that way.

Always growing, always moving forward.

Thanks boys.