Met Robin and her wife Kai for coffee yesterday after the 11 am church service with the UU's and we accidentally talked till our coffees got cold and I was half an hour past the latest i expected to be there talking! (lots of nice folks on okcupid) I like both of them, initial impression is fun queer pagan friends, and I can work with that!
It will be a good long while before i bring any of these interesting folks to meet Jeff or the polycule. I don't want to consciously compartmentalize but I had a really bad end result of trying to join two disparate relationships into one social space... first when I was like 26 and then super duper bad when Jeff let me try inviting my then-BF to move in with us... that was Bad News, kids.
I have two more first-dates planned, hopefully for this next week. One's a fella, bit older than me who says he's been poly a long time, he works in town so we're gonna hit up my favorite Vietnamese place for lunch. The other's a gal around Jeff's age, seems sweet and a bit at sixes and sevens for a community, if my hunch is correct. She seems to be a bit touch starved and I've already suggested Im excellent at long hugs... She and I are still trying to find a simpatico time to meet, though we're having good chat via the app.
Was realizing today, or maybe last night while having choppy sleep, that I'm a little skin starved, with Jeff having been gone for a week and a bit and only just back home again. I'm proud of myself for asking for what I wanted before he went in to work, I took my hoodie off and said "I need some skin contact before you go in. and he petted my head and neck a little while I petted his torso with my arm-skin. it did help. I miss how he used to grab my butt playfully.
But! *hahaha* I've got dance class tonight and hopefully I can get some friend-hugs in. That will help a lot. And even if not, that kind of movement will help. Getting my groove on always leaves me feeling better.