DH works long hours part of which is travel time so Mon to Fri he is at work and out of the house 6.30am to 6pm. So he comes home whacked and just wants to slob about. He has a hobby he does with friends one night a week immediately after work but every other night and most weekends all he wants to do is slob on the couch watching tv and playing on his phone or mac (even during the day time). Occasionally I can persuade him to go for a short walk on an evening but that’s about it (we are both mid fifties). DC are both mid way through secondary school. I work part time and have a hobby I pursue one day a week when he is at work kids are in school. He is a good provider but I am bored with our life together and feel like it’s passing me by. I have a slightly different perspective on this as I was diagnosed with a treatable but incurable illness 6 years ago but I feel
healthy. If I don’t nag him and insist on planning something by the time he gets up and asks if their is anything I would like to do today it’s dinner time and I feel like the days nearly over/our options are limited and I am usually in a bad mood. If I plan something he will go along with it but makes it clear we can’t be doing things/going places every weekend (which puts a damper on things and I wondered why I bothered). He likes to stay up late and I like to get up early. This morning I have been up since 7. Have done two loads of washing, quietly emptied the dishwasher, tidied the kitchen, had my breakfast, fed the dog and sat around waiting for him to get up. DS is up as he is meeting friends at 10 but DH and DD are still in their beds. He doesn’t mind me doing things with friends and I do from time to time but I would also like to have some quality time with him. On Friday night I organised for us to go out for a meal on our own which was quiet nice then we came home and he started watching crap tv, we ended up having words and I went to bed before him.
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Any ideas how to improve life as I feel like I might as well be living in a care home with an old man (he is only a year older than me). We did join a gym together but that fell by the way side.