I’m thinking about taking a separate vacation from my husband. Vacations don’t really interest him. So, I’m thinking about doing something on my own even if it’s just two or three nights in a hotel in a nearby town. My life is such a boring routine that I can hardly stand it anymore.
My husband and I have gone on two real vacations in the eight years we have been married. We had a good time, but I can’t pry him off of the farm or away from his dad to go very far or do much with me. He has this set limit in his head that he only wants a vacation every five years. That would be fine if we were saving to go somewhere fun, but we’re not. Anywhere we go is always within driving distance.
As recently as this week, I asked him if I was doing anything to drive him away from me. He said no and that he loved spending time with me. It’s a mixed message though because his actions don’t match his words. I get scraps of his time. What time we do have together is a repeat of what we did the day before.
So, I have come up with the idea of a separate vacation. I have been gone before when my dad needed some surgery. He didn’t miss me much because I left behind clean clothes and prepared meals. Maybe this time I won’t do that. Let him get the full effect of what life might be like without me. I’m still not sure that would phase him.
For my vacation, I may take in a couple movies and hang out all day in a bookstore. Maybe I’ll write some poetry. I’m not crazy about the alone part. I wish he would want to “waste” a couple of days with me. But, that’s not going to happen.



