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time management

As the general public becomes more aware about the existence of polyamory, we in The Polyamory Movement are in desperate need of role models and public figures.
Recently, Miss Polyamory interviewed Samatha Fraser, the author of the blog (and hopefully upcoming book): Not Your Mother's Playground. You can listen to the interview podcast here. Not Your Mother's Playground is Samantha's diary about open relationships.
For the last chapter in this series, I am going to move beyond the basic concept of an "open relationship" to that of a family of choice that shares expenses and responsibilites.  The members of your family can choose to live within the same household, or they can live in different physical locations (depending on space issues). In a traditional family arrangement, the couple has a limited amount of resources available to take care of household obligations. One or both members need to earn an income in order to maintain their lifestyle.  The need for income and financial stability may cause either partner to work in a job that may not be the best fit for them. In addition, the birth of children not only bring joy but also additional needs upon the household, most significantly that of constant supervision and care.
For those that kept track via. the countdown timer I keep on my site, as well as my Twitter feed, Dale was in town for the majority of last week (6 days and 5 nights). This was the first time that he, Corey, and I were together for an extended period of time where live action role playing games were not the reason behind us being within close proximity of each other. My goal for the prolonged stay (beyond having lots of yummy quality time with my boyfriend) was to see how well we could get along if we were living under the same roof.  Granted, we didn't have to deal with the extra details like living expenses, but enough stress points came up that the experiment still felt real.