Various circumstances combined to give me a whole week in the same city as ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
jack last week, but both of us were working rather than on holiday. So we had a week of living something like the stereotypical married couple lifestyle. Waking up together and grabbing a hurried half hour of interaction while getting ready and having breakfast, then off to work 'have a good day, dear'. Spending some evenings together doing chores or hanging out with regular local groups in a low effort way (the Carlton on Thursday was particularly good fun, with good company and lots of it). Being circumspect about sex so that other people in the house wouldn't be disturbed. Spending the weekend driving out to a nearby town for dinner with friends of ours, a couple who are trying to squeeze a social life around two more than fulltime jobs and three kids, partly by means of staying up until the small hours Saturday night.
We even went tojack's work do as a couple. There was good food, and a manful attempt at a ceilidh, and jack introduced me as his wife with impressive naturalness. Plus I got to meet evilsusan in person and she is just as charmingly cynical in person as online. It struck me as slightly odd that every single employee in jack's department is male and every single person brought a female partner. These days I'm rarely in an environment quite that binary gendered; not only no same sex couples, but not even any opposite sex couples where the woman is present in her own right and the man is her guest.
If you'd told me ten years ago that I would be living like this, I would have been pretty horrified. I've mellowed somewhat since then, enough to find this married couple week reasonably pleasant and relaxing, but I still struggle to see this as the pinnacle of the ultimate romantic dream that everybody should strive for. I enjoyed being around my husband while we just got on with our lives, but it's not enough more wonderful than our normal situation of seeing eachother every few weeks for intense date weekends to be worth compromising my career for.
And now I'm back to my more usual married-bachelor lifestyle. I'm looking forward to a relatively quiet remainder of the summer, because I've got plenty of projects that need to be completed by September...
jack last week, but both of us were working rather than on holiday. So we had a week of living something like the stereotypical married couple lifestyle. Waking up together and grabbing a hurried half hour of interaction while getting ready and having breakfast, then off to work 'have a good day, dear'. Spending some evenings together doing chores or hanging out with regular local groups in a low effort way (the Carlton on Thursday was particularly good fun, with good company and lots of it). Being circumspect about sex so that other people in the house wouldn't be disturbed. Spending the weekend driving out to a nearby town for dinner with friends of ours, a couple who are trying to squeeze a social life around two more than fulltime jobs and three kids, partly by means of staying up until the small hours Saturday night. We even went to
jack's work do as a couple. There was good food, and a manful attempt at a ceilidh, and jack introduced me as his wife with impressive naturalness. Plus I got to meet evilsusan in person and she is just as charmingly cynical in person as online. It struck me as slightly odd that every single employee in jack's department is male and every single person brought a female partner. These days I'm rarely in an environment quite that binary gendered; not only no same sex couples, but not even any opposite sex couples where the woman is present in her own right and the man is her guest.If you'd told me ten years ago that I would be living like this, I would have been pretty horrified. I've mellowed somewhat since then, enough to find this married couple week reasonably pleasant and relaxing, but I still struggle to see this as the pinnacle of the ultimate romantic dream that everybody should strive for. I enjoyed being around my husband while we just got on with our lives, but it's not enough more wonderful than our normal situation of seeing eachother every few weeks for intense date weekends to be worth compromising my career for.
And now I'm back to my more usual married-bachelor lifestyle. I'm looking forward to a relatively quiet remainder of the summer, because I've got plenty of projects that need to be completed by September...
