even if i had a huge house i wouldn't want someone sharing it. not being able to get up at 3am and wander around my house at my own leisure without the worry of waking someone would do irreparable damage to my psyche.
You know, I can relate to that. I've been married, shared space. had a house filled with children for many years. But then I lived alone for almost 10 years (and through covid lockdowns and wfh for 7 years) - and tbh I developed habits of keeping odd hours, turned up the night owl to 11, and answered to no one. The idea of sharing space again was a big "no, thank you." But then last year one of my kids moved home. Of course I was thrilled, but also apprehensive, mainly for concern about having my style cramped. So it's been 6 months or so, and though it's had its bumps, those have been mainly for other reasons (like navigating the right level of parenting with an adult child, which has been an adjustment on both sides). But making space and sharing space with another person has been less difficult than I had thought it might be. I've dropped feeling like I could only "do me" when home alone. At the same time, I have had to reform my night owl self for other reasons (returning to working in-office), anyway, so my "but what if I
want to steam-clean the walls at 3 a.m.???" concerns have been mostly OBE (overcome by events). I'm still fairly allergic to routine, admittedly, but feel less like I need to apologize for it or tiptoe around, and I actually like it (and to be clear, bc it's my child I'm thrilled about it; I'm just talking about the abstract idea of sharing space).
Not that it's relevant for me, either, as (getting back to the thread topic generally) I'm still not feeling like dating (its been a couple of years since I shut that down entirely). Sometimes I think I've probably had enough of that (relationships/ dating/ romance) for a lifetime, and in reality my pool is exceptionally small. If you guys in your 20s 30s 40s think the pickins are slim, try being a woman firmly in your 50s, a good earner and high achiever by most conventional standards, who will never {{{again}}}} support a man and will never {{{again}}} be involved with someone who is controlling or insecure or an active functional alcoholic or bad with money or dumber than I am. I made all those mistakes and suffice it to say, I've learned my hard lessons and won't be making them again. So I figure there are like
maybe 3 single, age-appropriate men on the planet who would tick those boxes (and that's assuming I even tick
their boxes and that they're also looking), and I haven't wanted to make the time to go out to try to find one of them. It might be so over, kiwibros!* But it's not for you, so don't doom yourself out of possibilities or hide away from the world.
*Or maybe not - people certainly date at my age and older, but after a life of having a very open but also foolish heart, and of not having any particular specific boxes/ must-haves, I do now, some of which are bare-minimum, "duh, of course" level, and some of which are likely very limiting, so I may have priced myself out of the market - though tbh if that's the case, I'm OK with it. And if I weren't, it is what it is, no sense getting twisted about it - the important thing is to
live, and to live a full and good life.