OP-I am like you-DH and I don't like to be apart. We worked foe same company for many years
I don't understand those who at DYING for a few days without their DH( to go to the spa? Just GO TO THE SPA!!)
not me
Let me help you understand the other POV. My DH and I have been together 37 years. WE spend a lot of time together, however for years and years, my DH left for work before the sun was up and rarely got home before dark. Weekends during the Spring, Summer and Fall were at the farm. I was used to a lot of time to myself. I had my own routine, managed the house, and all that encompassed on my own, while he took care of the yardwork I could not do. Winter he was laid off and we spent every day together. By Springtime he was like a caged bull.....pacing, pacing pacing. WE knew it was time for him to get back out and moving.
Well three years ago he had that messy surgery. He was housebound and miserable, and I was working full time as well as full time in school for accounting. Then right after he went back he fell at work, broke his ankle, loaded his equipment and drove the whole shebang til he could not drive any longer. During surgery he almost died, and was out of work for a year. In the Spring, Summer and Fall. WE discovered by that time that we are not those people. We love each other, we care about each other and we enjoy each others company. But we both need some time alone. He gets that time...I oblige happily vacationing with family and going away once in a while with friends. He does not care to do that. I understand, but for a person who has spent the better part of our lives together with a lot of time on my own, this is a huge adjustment. To say "go to the spa" is kind of disparaging. No one has suggested that I, or others like me, are looking to indulge in spa treatments. No. WE have honestly stated that for a short period of time it would be nice to have time to only have ourselves to consider. When my DH is home, while he asks for nothing, I consider him. What he likes to eat, what he enjoys on TV, where he would like to go. For a weekend, it would be nice to know he is enjoying himself while I am vegging on the sofa watching Top CHef, eating cereal for breakfast, lunch and a cheeses plate with wine for dinner. So yes, I am DYING for that.
THis does not mean I do not adore my husband. He raises my Sun and sets my moon, and because of him I have the best life on the planet. But I crave a little of that space I had for over 30 of the 37 years we have been together.