I've name changed, I am a regular poster but not posted about anything like this before.
My partner and I see one another every couple of weeks. Sometimes more if we take AL but our shift patterns clash and this is what has worked so far. We live in different counties, 2 -3 hours apart.
Partner has just got back into playing football after a long hiatus due to her work pattern clashing with football practice times. Things have changed meaning she can now play on a Sunday.
Previously, when she visited me she'd arrive on a Friday evening and go home on a Sunday afternoon. I like a lie in of a Sunday (we're both mid-forties, no children to worry about now) but she'd often lie in until very late, sometimes mid-afternoon until she had just enough time to get up, shower and leave.
I didn't used to like this, I'd have liked to have spent the day together, gone for a walk, for lunch, hell even just slob around and watch the TV together-something! Before she left but it wasn't a massive big deal.
Anyway since this football thing has come about she'll be up with the lark and leave, often just kissing me goodbye if I'm still dozing or with a swift 'Bye then!' if I am already up.
She used to say of the Sundays spent in bed that she struggled to get up, she's always liked to sleep in, she was just really tired etc and I was understanding about that. Sometimes more so because we were prone to going out for a drink and/or staying up late the night before so I did understand wanting a lie in, but now football is involved she's suddenly a ball of energy and full of it and raring to go?
As we don't' see one another often I just feel a bit upset about this.
I may need some perspective. I've only ever had crappy relationships, I've never felt important or loved or appreciated and I could be skewed in how I am looking at this.
Last weekend she left while I was still asleep although I did stir as she left and sort of remember it. I woke properly shortly afterwards and just felt really bereft and like I was nothing.
I must clarify, this really isn't about the football per se. I knew she missed playing and I was and am really happy for her that she's doing something she loves again, it really isn't that-and Id never ask her to choose me or her hobby.
There are other issues too, but this has been playing on my mind and I would like some outside perspectives on it please.