Really good evening, Dinner then a local concert followed by a wine or two in front of the fire. All brilliant. Then about midnight, I excused myself and went up to bed leaving Angel and Wolf alone to canoodle and eventually go to bed together.They are downstairs in the guest room, I am upstairs in the marital bedroom. I am not stressed but fee that this is a good place to say, at times this is sooooo fucking hard. I hope that all metamours in this situation realise how hard "the other half" has to work.