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I mean, what married women stay home nowdays?

Self employed ones with a home/office.
I started dating when I was 13, not because I was boy crazy or hormonal, but because my late father was the first person who showed attention to my mother, and I didn't want to end up the same as her.
During my dating years, I didn't believe in serial monogamy (ie. date someone exclusively for a long time, breakup, lather, rinse, repeat) so I dated a rotating number of boys non-exclusively (like people used to in the 1950's and earlier).
My theory was that if I dated this way, I would be less likely to have regrets if/when I did eventually marry/pairbond.
I thought of dates as a series of interviews in which my job was to find out if a particular guy might potentially be a good friend. I always knew I could never love anyone (or eventually be physically intimate/emotionally vunerable with them) unless the relationship was based on a bedrock of friendship, shared interests/worldview, trust, and equality, so this was how I initially filtered the guys I dated.
It may sound rather cold (or perhaps not, since I'm used to being the odd person out in a sea of NT women) but at heart I'm a loner, so even though the social interaction scared me, dating like that was the logical choice for me.
My assumption was that I'd date like into early adulthood while remaining comfortably single and independent at heart; perhaps growing bored eventually and fully embracing my quirkyalone tendencies.
Or perhaps I'd eventually find someone who'd become a very close friend; someone who shared my goals, sensibilities, and lifeview (ie. love travel and the creative arts, didn't want children, etc.), someone excited and passionate about the life of the mind. I assumed that if I ever did find such a person, I'd be much older (ie. 40's or 50's) and was very comfortable with that scenario.
It didn't work out that way.
I met my husband (in a taxi cab when I was carrying what turned out to be our favorite book) when I was 19. We were friends for months, becoming closer and closer until we couldn't imagine living separately or dating anyone else. A loner like me with similar enthusiasms, we two loners somehow ended up fitting together perfectly.
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