Mama

Ok, here's the bear saga.

I went to camp for work for three days. A bear got into my yard, broke into my greenhouse, and ate my chicken feed for three days. She got real used to being on my property. For some reason my dogs didn't chase it off.

I got back, saw the damage, did what I could to the back electric fence, spiked the front wood fence where it was climbing over, and... came back to find this year's bear cub in my apple tree the first night back. I bear sprayed it about the time Tucker was saying "there's another bear behind you".

That was mama bear, and I was nearly out of bear spray.

THAT'S why the dogs had been hiding inside. They were outnumbered.

With a bunch of yelling and rake-beating we chased them off. They came back a couple times that night and were chased off again - generally while trying to get into the carport where I'd moved the remaining feed.

The next night they were trying to get into the carport and we treed them. They got real high up an aspen tree and stayed there a good long time while I made it as unpleasant for them as possible. Sometimes I wish my deepl fertile clay soil had more rocks to throw. I honked the horn, shone lights, but couldn't bear spray because they were too high up the tree.

They came back again that night once or twice.

The following couple nights they've stayed outside the fence for the most part: the dogs are getting their mojo back and barking, and I'm careful to go outside when they bark and yell and shine lights so they feel they have backup.

Animal control may be coming to euthanize them/mama, since breaking into structures is not a good trait in a country bear.

I have not had a full full night's sleep in awhile.

Last night someone got into the back yard - the pigs were all staring at it - but Thea chased it off. I think it is the other, better behaved bear that lives in the neighbourhood.

I have a much bigger electric fencer and a bunch of perimeter work to do; I need to look up local rules on electric on the outside of a fence. Does it need signage?

It's definitely my first live use of bear spray on a bear. My apple trees are demolished, essentially just stumps, and I never got ripe fruit off them. Hopefully some talking with the conservation officer can help me figure out how to prevent this in the future; I'd assumed a glass greenhouse with perimeter fencing and dogs was secure.

Do I need a third dog?

Anyhow, exciting times.

Mama

Ok, here's the bear saga.

I went to camp for work for three days. A bear got into my yard, broke into my greenhouse, and ate my chicken feed for three days. She got real used to being on my property. For some reason my dogs didn't chase it off.

I got back, saw the damage, did what I could to the back electric fence, spiked the front wood fence where it was climbing over, and... came back to find this year's bear cub in my apple tree the first night back. I bear sprayed it about the time Tucker was saying "there's another bear behind you".

That was mama bear, and I was nearly out of bear spray.

THAT'S why the dogs had been hiding inside. They were outnumbered.

With a bunch of yelling and rake-beating we chased them off. They came back a couple times that night and were chased off again - generally while trying to get into the carport where I'd moved the remaining feed.

The next night they were trying to get into the carport and we treed them. They got real high up an aspen tree and stayed there a good long time while I made it as unpleasant for them as possible. Sometimes I wish my deepl fertile clay soil had more rocks to throw. I honked the horn, shone lights, but couldn't bear spray because they were too high up the tree.

They came back again that night once or twice.

The following couple nights they've stayed outside the fence for the most part: the dogs are getting their mojo back and barking, and I'm careful to go outside when they bark and yell and shine lights so they feel they have backup.

Animal control may be coming to euthanize them/mama, since breaking into structures is not a good trait in a country bear.

I have not had a full full night's sleep in awhile.

Last night someone got into the back yard - the pigs were all staring at it - but Thea chased it off. I think it is the other, better behaved bear that lives in the neighbourhood.

I have a much bigger electric fencer and a bunch of perimeter work to do; I need to look up local rules on electric on the outside of a fence. Does it need signage?

It's definitely my first live use of bear spray on a bear. My apple trees are demolished, essentially just stumps, and I never got ripe fruit off them. Hopefully some talking with the conservation officer can help me figure out how to prevent this in the future; I'd assumed a glass greenhouse with perimeter fencing and dogs was secure.

Do I need a third dog?

Anyhow, exciting times.

What even is a relationship?

Things are exciting here.

My site at the company is trying to be sold. I may or not lose my job when the sale goes through. There is some government intervention that is leading to uncertainty about the outcome.

Tucker may or not stay in my town to live but he doesn't know, and if he moves I may or not move with him.

There was this bear.

12 new piglets (10 surviving) and they are adorable.

It's been raining for the last month.

And Tucker's found a new person. Last year about this time he started something like 5 relationships in 2 months, was pretty dishonest about some of them, violated some agreements we had, and got angry at me for my boundaries around it all. I was pretty trepidatious this time. It started the same: "oh, I'm going to go see this friend I don't know well" beforehand and transitioned into "actually we've loved each other for twenty years and need to talk every day" after the fact.

I mean, at this point that's what I expect from folks new to poly. It's so hard for me to get off on the right foot and really enjoy the other folks' relationship when everything feels evasive and hidden. Don't get me wrong, I've felt poly guilt and struggled to tell partners things, and it's taken me time to be able to realistically assess my relationship patterns to have a sense of how things might proceed. Still. I do like to have some sense of what's going on if we're going to talk about it at all, and even more importantly I need to not be misled. Stepping away for some months and letting the NRE sort itself out, my preferred method, was not an option here.

So I tried another tack this time: get real clear on what I needed from the relationship, focus on that, and be honest about my terror around repeating the last experience and still not feeling heard about it. It feels especially rough when... that all happened when I was evacuated from the fire last year, and this year it's now that I'm losing my job and trying to decide whether to leave Threshold and my town. I just don't have extra bandwidth to be present and level.

The reason I stay in a relationship with Tucker, especially as close a relationship as I am, is that he does the work. It can take him some time but he certainly does not often use "let me work on that" as a way to duck out of responsibility and buy time: he actually does work on it.

After a day of echoes of last year (with "you always ruin my relationships" overtones) he seems to have figured out a way to be present and loving when we're together, to actually spend time with me, and things have been pretty great. He was even super supportive around the bear and being a second person as backup, which... well, we'll talk about the farm and how I feel about other people being involved in that some other time. We also still have some planned vacations together rather than all future planning being eaten up with trying to stay in proximity to people several thousands of miles away, which also helps a great deal.

Looks like the route forward with this one is "put my needs on the table and don't ask too many questions".

A complicating factor, not so related to the new relationship, is that I need to ask questions. Deciding which job I'm taking next is a big thing for me, and if I move again I intend it to be my last (which I also said about this one and that may still have been true). He's been up here nearly a year and maybe doesn't want to stay in Fort, which means that this would be the time to move. I'd really like that nailed down, or at least start the process of "do we want to share a house/a property with 2 houses" and "is there a place that covers his needs and my needs actually in the world where one need is affordability"

My hope is he'll do the work on that one too. Definitely I'm struggling with the uncertainty.

Phew.

Somewhere in there I ordered and planted a whole bunch of african violet leaves, so I must believe there's a future. I picked a mess of beans and need to pickle them. I ordered a sauerkraut crock. The seasons will turn, and turn again. I always find that comforting.

Here's to a boring winter.

What even is a relationship?

Things are exciting here.

My site at the company is trying to be sold. I may or not lose my job when the sale goes through. There is some government intervention that is leading to uncertainty about the outcome.

Tucker may or not stay in my town to live but he doesn't know, and if he moves I may or not move with him.

There was this bear.

12 new piglets (10 surviving) and they are adorable.

It's been raining for the last month.

And Tucker's found a new person. Last year about this time he started something like 5 relationships in 2 months, was pretty dishonest about some of them, violated some agreements we had, and got angry at me for my boundaries around it all. I was pretty trepidatious this time. It started the same: "oh, I'm going to go see this friend I don't know well" beforehand and transitioned into "actually we've loved each other for twenty years and need to talk every day" after the fact.

I mean, at this point that's what I expect from folks new to poly. It's so hard for me to get off on the right foot and really enjoy the other folks' relationship when everything feels evasive and hidden. Don't get me wrong, I've felt poly guilt and struggled to tell partners things, and it's taken me time to be able to realistically assess my relationship patterns to have a sense of how things might proceed. Still. I do like to have some sense of what's going on if we're going to talk about it at all, and even more importantly I need to not be misled. Stepping away for some months and letting the NRE sort itself out, my preferred method, was not an option here.

So I tried another tack this time: get real clear on what I needed from the relationship, focus on that, and be honest about my terror around repeating the last experience and still not feeling heard about it. It feels especially rough when... that all happened when I was evacuated from the fire last year, and this year it's now that I'm losing my job and trying to decide whether to leave Threshold and my town. I just don't have extra bandwidth to be present and level.

The reason I stay in a relationship with Tucker, especially as close a relationship as I am, is that he does the work. It can take him some time but he certainly does not often use "let me work on that" as a way to duck out of responsibility and buy time: he actually does work on it.

After a day of echoes of last year (with "you always ruin my relationships" overtones) he seems to have figured out a way to be present and loving when we're together, to actually spend time with me, and things have been pretty great. He was even super supportive around the bear and being a second person as backup, which... well, we'll talk about the farm and how I feel about other people being involved in that some other time. We also still have some planned vacations together rather than all future planning being eaten up with trying to stay in proximity to people several thousands of miles away, which also helps a great deal.

Looks like the route forward with this one is "put my needs on the table and don't ask too many questions".

A complicating factor, not so related to the new relationship, is that I need to ask questions. Deciding which job I'm taking next is a big thing for me, and if I move again I intend it to be my last (which I also said about this one and that may still have been true). He's been up here nearly a year and maybe doesn't want to stay in Fort, which means that this would be the time to move. I'd really like that nailed down, or at least start the process of "do we want to share a house/a property with 2 houses" and "is there a place that covers his needs and my needs actually in the world where one need is affordability"

My hope is he'll do the work on that one too. Definitely I'm struggling with the uncertainty.

Phew.

Somewhere in there I ordered and planted a whole bunch of african violet leaves, so I must believe there's a future. I picked a mess of beans and need to pickle them. I ordered a sauerkraut crock. The seasons will turn, and turn again. I always find that comforting.

Here's to a boring winter.