So you’re married to a musician?
If you’ve made it that far, you probably already know everything you’re about to read here, so it may be a better use of your time to have a nice relaxing bath, practice yoga or whatever rocks your boat.
If you continue to read, please appreciate that this applies equally to girlfriends, lovers, or whatever name represents your partnership.
Disclaimer: I’m a woman writing from a female perspective. I’m fairly sure what’s written here is not gender specific, but to be on the safe side, I’m not making claims to represent the guys.
Here’s the deal: rolling with your hot muso, you will inevitably spend a lot of time traveling to gigs (think long car rides, airplanes, boats and trains sometimes, frantic taxi dashes), waiting around during soundcheck, running out to get your beloved coffee/tea/whatever during soundcheck.