I was an only child so spending a lot of time by myself was the norm for me and I still like it that way. My hubby always traveled with his work so when he retired in 2001 and wanted to sell the house, buy a truck and trailer and travel around the country, I thought it would be a great adventure, so that's what we did.
It didn't take long to realize that being with someone 24/7 in a truck on the open road, where I couldn't get away from him for a minute, was eye-opening and suffocating. We did this for 3 1/2 years and finally bought a home where I had the chance to spend time with myself doing what I enjoyed, which was quilting. He was a trap shooter and spent a lot of time at the range and going to tournaments.
That worked for us for many years until we moved to AZ. There was a trap club there but everyone feuded with each other all the time so he quit going. I tried to join a quilt guild there but they were so unfriendly and rude, I never went back. Hubby and I spent 8 years just him and me and no friends. It was stifling.
We're now back in PA and love it here but we've been consumed with renovations and haven't had any time to make friends (except for our neighbors). He now takes me everywhere. I haven't driven in over a year. I go to my sewing room in the afternoon and try to spend some alone time but he always comes in several times. I'm hoping he'll start going to the local trap club when the season opens here. He's always been very high maintenance and depends on me to do everything for him. I get really exhausted sometimes