I think one of the fundamental differences is that my family is well enough off physically and financially that I'm not required to be a pillar of the household. They have enough accumulated wealth and such sparse medical issues (thank goodness) that both of my parents have either learned to be productive or to buy services where they know they aren't. To that end, little things like hiring a part time maid have gone long ways towards keeping their time stable as two working academics whom, in addition, receive copious amounts of time off during the seasonal lulls.
The situation with the apartment is a bit different, insofar as we have one person chronically incapable of performing work (for good reasons, with medical work in the pipe that I completely respect) and one whom is, to my knowledge, socially more interested in letting others perform the housework instead. As a result, with two people handling the wake of four, what you end up with is this chronic churn that bleeds free time from those more respectful, or more able to respect, it. Combine this with a lack of partitions delineated as purely private space, and there you go. No privacy buffer.
I think the best thing you can do right now is continue to improve the medical situation and continue to rely on my abilities to keep the chore load down. I know it's a flatly distasteful situation for you, but it's a challenge I believe you're more than capable of surmounting.
Beyond that, I believe you may have to make a harder lifestyle decision on protecting your personal time. Because that relies on medical needs and the finer details of your relationship, however, you may need to find an agreement that works for both of you and one that doesn't constantly have you on call. I sincerely wish you the best of luck with that; it's not something I'm competent at, nor do I believe I should have that sort of input into your life.
Personally, I'm glad that my measured abrasiveness and lack of charisma give me such a wide berth on my free time. It's not ideal, but as a first revision on managing my time, it works for me.
Pardon me if I missed any grammatical or structural errors. Typing essays out on my iPhone while I walk around my (quite safe) neighborhood in the middle of the night isn't exactly conducive to proper editing.
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The situation with the apartment is a bit different, insofar as we have one person chronically incapable of performing work (for good reasons, with medical work in the pipe that I completely respect) and one whom is, to my knowledge, socially more interested in letting others perform the housework instead. As a result, with two people handling the wake of four, what you end up with is this chronic churn that bleeds free time from those more respectful, or more able to respect, it. Combine this with a lack of partitions delineated as purely private space, and there you go. No privacy buffer.
I think the best thing you can do right now is continue to improve the medical situation and continue to rely on my abilities to keep the chore load down. I know it's a flatly distasteful situation for you, but it's a challenge I believe you're more than capable of surmounting.
Beyond that, I believe you may have to make a harder lifestyle decision on protecting your personal time. Because that relies on medical needs and the finer details of your relationship, however, you may need to find an agreement that works for both of you and one that doesn't constantly have you on call. I sincerely wish you the best of luck with that; it's not something I'm competent at, nor do I believe I should have that sort of input into your life.
Personally, I'm glad that my measured abrasiveness and lack of charisma give me such a wide berth on my free time. It's not ideal, but as a first revision on managing my time, it works for me.
Pardon me if I missed any grammatical or structural errors. Typing essays out on my iPhone while I walk around my (quite safe) neighborhood in the middle of the night isn't exactly conducive to proper editing.