Weee! After 6 days of readjusting-to-home-with-my-baby-temporarily-away hell, I am finally feeling better. Jet lag had a lot to do with my miserable mood, I am sure. But now I have settled in and made friends with the place again.
The trip was extremely interesting from a variety of points of view. I enjoyed my time in New York greatly -- although I realized I don't want to actually live there. In spite of the city's countless assets, I think I would get sick too often in New York to be able to enjoy it. Adam got sick after we had been there a week. I got sick after having been in Romania for a week. Polluted air is not good for us.
Speaking of us, my family absolutely adored Adam. I think they still don't take him entirely seriously, because of his youthful and extremely gregarious manner, but they certainly think much more highly of him.
Also speaking of us, we are finally going to go ahead and sleep with other people. We had certainly talked about it before, but I don't think either of us was fully ready. We had a couple of good conversations about the topic on our trip, though, and now we're ready to swing. (So if anybody knows of attractive couples or females looking for sweet, intimate and naughty encounters with a sizzling, cultivated, libertarian couple, please let me know. Um, thanks.) I am actually quite curious about how this will turn out. I think we will enjoy ourselves greatly and I think that our bond will only be affected positively. But I think that, because we will be sharing our intimacy with people (or bringing people into our intimacy by telling each other about our adventures on the side), we might take a little bit of the veneer of Big Love romance out of the relationship. In other words, we might have to be so secure with each other that we won't be able to afford to keep each other on our toes -- for you can't keep your partner on their toes when you're swinging. On the other hand, though, I think that's what we're looking for. Because we are committed to being together and we are very secure with each other, and realize that it can get monotonous in the long run, we're outsourcing the keeping-on-one's-toes part. Adam is the one searching for the exhilaration of seduction, since he finds that emotional intimacy is the best part of a sexual encounter. Me, uncharacteristically given my gender, am the one who's looking to get laid, and who thinks that emotional intimacy is a drag, if not inappropriate in a sexual encounter -- I am being purposefully crude, although I am, in fairness, less emotionally available than him. And it's not out of an unwillingness or inability to sympathize, for I do like to share people's emotions. I think I am simply a fairly private person. But I am getting better at it. Adam is a fantastic teacher, and I am starting to consciously enjoy flirtation and courtship.
Will write more very soon about my saddeningly Lefty Social Policy class. (What was I thinking when I chose it? Social policy shouldn't exist!) I might actually ask your help in a couple matters.