I sometimes crave the companionship of friends and buddies I can have aimless and fun chat with. Just to get out of these four walls and have a real conversation, no matter how silly and pointless it is. This means going across the road, just a small toddle away, to the local pub where we met over 33 years ago. The pub is also a brilliant place to find someone who 'can do', be it a small plumbing or electrical jobbie etc, or who may like to accept some of the ton of stuff I'm trying to rehome.
The OH is fearful. Unsure. Doubtful, Afraid.
I turn the tables and put on the sad old lady face saying "I'd really like to go but I don't want to go all by myself. I wish you'd come with me ." (Not that nowadays I'd go without him anyway but hey-ho ...)
By bigging up his presence as husband, friend, and protector he seems more amenable to the idea. The OH no longer takes alcohol and so long as he's comfortable when there it gives us a wee break away.
The OH is fearful. Unsure. Doubtful, Afraid.
I turn the tables and put on the sad old lady face saying "I'd really like to go but I don't want to go all by myself. I wish you'd come with me ." (Not that nowadays I'd go without him anyway but hey-ho ...)
By bigging up his presence as husband, friend, and protector he seems more amenable to the idea. The OH no longer takes alcohol and so long as he's comfortable when there it gives us a wee break away.