It feels like in these times (COVID) that there is no escape.  When I say escape I mean from your husband and two teenage kids.  There is no alone time.  Then comes 6p when you can have a drink and that becomes your escape or your alone time.  The habitable has become the thing I look forward to.  What used to be a social time with friends has now become a lonely escape.  I don't like it, but I can't help wanting it.

Sad.  I know.