I'm quite satisfied with the single life. Though I've really loved loving and living with my manfolk too. They are very, very different lifestyles. I've been having a funny feeling that I'm going to meet someone soon, and it's leading me to wonder if I even really want to. I've been contemplating single versus couple life a lot lately…
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Carrie is a Los Angeles-based writer who's written about her experiences with kink and disability. "It's not often (i.e., almost never) that I get told I'm good at a physical activity. But now my body, which had spent so many years letting me down and making decisions without my consent, had gone and done something absolutely right — and done it better."
We very intentionally moved to our current home after a series of not-quite-right trials elsewhere in the country. In such a site, we saw our lives unfolding with love, adventure, and fresh air. And then, we lived in the home for a year, and realized things were not the way they had first seemed. The less pleasant characteristics of our neighborhood began to creep in, and their severity ranged from small to glaring.
I have been in a four-year-long relationship with a lovely man, who asked me out over the phone as he was going through security at the airport to leave the country for four months! After he returned I still had two years of college, eight hours away, to finish up. So, while I am by no means an expert, I can say that I have some experience with the long distance experience. Now, let me just say, long-term, long-distance SUCKS but here are my tips so that you don't get bored with the standard text/call/Skype routine…
Before getting engaged, I also have been pretty shit-terrible about friendship. I've fallen out of touch with people I wanted to stay in touch with, I've been the kid waiting for an invitation but never proposing, I've let fights and misunderstanding end years of friendship. I've not always been great about friends. Then I got engaged and moved thousands of miles away from everyone I knew, and had an epiphany about friendships.
When we started planning our first international family trip, we had a few co-parenting hoops to jump through; negotiation and compromise is often the name of the co-parenting game. For this trip to happen, I had to assure my son's father that he would continue to have the routine contact he enjoys in our daily life, and that we would keep him apprised of our travel plans. As I sat down to work all the kinks out in this travel agreement, I learned several valuable lessons we will continue to employ as we enjoy traveling as a family and keeping all branches of our family tree satisfied and smiling.
I had a lot of time to fantasize about my future and prospective living situations, and the idea of a vegan, eco-friendly, ethical household was appealing to me. So when I met my now-fiancée and the topic of moving in together came up, it was apparent that some compromises were going to have to be made on someone's end. The compromises didn't come without some heated discussions. While having these conversations with my fiancée, it occurred to me that a lot of my choices that tried to incorporate ethical consumerism were a lot about boycotting. I decided that from now on, instead of focusing exclusively on cutting things out of my shopping list, I'll do things that support causes I believe in instead.
While there are plenty of things that haven't made touring any more difficult with our baby, there are also plenty of considerations we take that probably seem first nature by now. We have to figure out nap times. We keep bedtime in mind. We're always surveying our venues, hangouts, and potential non-motor-home sleeping quarters for baby-friendliness. Luckily, we're self-sufficient: we have two forms of heat (propane and electric), plenty of blankets, and everything we need inside our mobile house.