Just a lil niggle

I like lots of things. Have many interests. I’m a busy bee in a field of flowers. And he watches TV. I mean, he does stuff… he mows the lawn and actually does a lot of the cleaning nowadays. When my interests require building or heavy lifting or going somewhere, he’s there. He’s become quite the enabler, and I appreciate every bit of it. I just … you know…what’s in there?? I get he likes the sports. Rarely wants to actually go to a game, has no interest in playing them anymore. Just watches. I don’t get the times he’s watching the people looking for bigfoot or a movie even he says is stupid, but it bothers me more than it would if he had other interests or pursuits. He’ll talk sometimes like he expects we’ll be traveling, but he really doesn’t enjoy traveling so we rarely do unless we have to and those moments always strike me as odd, like I’m listening to him play pretend. He doesn’t have any great passions, or even quiet ones. It makes me feel tethered. I can’t spend all my spare time on things I want to do because I need to spend time with him which equates to sitting in the same room while he watches TV. I don’t know why it matters if I’m there, but if it looks like I’m going to go do something else, I get “where are you going?” I’d be happier if spending time with him still felt like being alive, or even together. lol I dunno. I guess I just don’t understand, and it bugs me more as time goes by. 🤷‍♀