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.