Sometimes the reality of being a poly girl is far less shiny than the idea of it. In theory, my life would be all awesome dates, hot sex, great conversation, and sweet nothings. In reality, there's a lot of kid stuff, and wife stuff, and work stuff.
Some days, I'm not the best me I can be. Some days, I'm not the best girlfriend or wife I can be. My work often takes precedence over my personal life (never my kids), and that can be frustrating for the Mister and to a lesser extent, to the men I see. My job is extremely hands on, constantly changing, and fast paced. Some days I just don't have time for the sexy texts, or the flirty Google talk messages, or the emails. Some days, I want to throw my phone out the window.
Even worse, I have a really, REALLY hard time ignoring my notifications. I just gotta know what's going on! I might not even answer the person who sent me a message. It's very difficult for me to turn off my phone when I'm out on a date, so when I do, you should know it's a pretty big deal. What if work calls? What if the Mister needs me? What if weather-bug needs to tell me that there is a fire weather warning (in Chicago, no less)?
The first step in working through a flaw is admitting you have it in the first place. I love the Mister, I love the Libertine, I'm enamored of the Prime. It's not fair to them that I am more in love with my phone than anyone else! It's not fair that when I'm with one of them I feel as though I need to answer the others. I need to unplug for just a few hours a day, if only so that the men in my life can see exactly how much they mean to me.