I'm 49 (for a few more weeks!).
I have a neurological disability which affects every part of my life, I'm pretty much housebound (medically unfit to drive and can't walk very far) and have issues with balance, stamina, exhaustion, sensation (numbness in arms and legs and face) and pain (it's amazing quite how sore numb feet can be :( )
I've got 3 dc - Dd1 (20) lives away from home, but in the same part of the city, and I have ds (18 and doing an art portfolio course this year, mainly from home) and dd2 (16 and doing her first year of Beauty Therapy at college, half time from home) still living with us. Dh is a GP and works about an hour away, and is gone overnight 1-2 times a week.
I usually get up between 9 and 10, depending on what sort of a night I've had. Usually spend the rest of the morning getting tidied up, pootering around the house, seeing to the dog, checking dc are up, working etc.
After lunch I start on tea, it takes me a while to cook as my hands aren't great for chopping etc. Quite often a dc will come and help me. One of the positives of my disability is that I'm always around. If I need any extra supplies, ds will take me shopping as he has his own wee car which (just!) fits my wheelchair. I'll spend some time on MN and Facebook, and I do some admin for our church. I'll often go in the garden and throw a ball around for the dog for a while. I'll nag a dc to walk the dog/bring laundry/tidy room.
Dh gets home around 7, so we eat then watch tv or read. I usually go to bed by 9 as I'm tired again. Dh follows not too long after.
It's not really the life I'd imagined, but no one really expects to end up in a wheelchair and significantly disabled at the age of 41. But it's a good life. I've found things easier since coronavirus appeared, because the children are around so much more, I'm not on my own as much as I was when they were at school all day.