You are just pu$$y whipped. you are prob typing this in the hotel room hiding out from the rest of the crew because your wife said you cant go out with them. In reality, your wife is prob dry motoring the neighbor right now.
Actually I am whipped. See, my wife is the best thing that happened to me. She dry motored me last night, and today she prepared a grand breakfast for me, pancakes, eggs, fresh coffee. I thought I was at Cracker Barrell, but it was my own dining room.
As far as the hotel room, I am at home. I am at home 95% of all weekends, because I am not a Part 121 airline pilot, like a few friends of mine who are, and who make more $$$ than I do but also flew the last five Christmas's and fly quite a few weekend trips. The place I work doesn't really fly much on the weekends, because all the bosses don't work on weekends. Last X-Mas I unwrapped presents with my kids, and laughed and talked about the previous X-mas, which I had also unwrapped presents with the family. Am I "lucky" enough to fly 777's to Europe? Uh, no. I guess my life "sucks"
Anyway, having explained that I have 95% of weekends (and major holidays) off, today we all, as a family, went to the local park with the kids and kicked the soccer ball and fed the ducks. Then came home where we all ate lunch.
You might have a point about the neighbor, but I live in the country, and don't have a neighbor, so I don't know what to tell you.
I actually
don't know what to tell you, I can only tell you about
my life, and the choices
I have made. And I thank God every day I made the choices I did, and can enjoy my marriage, my family AND aviation.
I can concede that I much happier than many old, sour, multi-divorced, major airline pilots who "reached their goals" (whatever
those are).
Barring having anything to tell you, all I can say is Good luck in your endeavors.