An old memory just came back as I read the posts from people who are or were elders' wives. I remember I was friends with an elder's son in my younger days. He was an only child, and his dad was pretty hardcore as far as the ministry and being an elder. We used to play games together, go to museums, all kinds of stuff. His mom was pretty hot, though, and seemed to be either really depressed or unusually happy depending on the day. But I considered her a good friend as I got older. She was a good person, just messed up emotionally for reasons I suppose I never got the chance to figure out, being male and all and not being TOO close to her, you know?
Anyway, there was one time, I was maybe 17 or 18 and I was visiting their home, playing video games with 'Jr.', and Elder Dad says he's going out to grab a pizza, literally five minutes down the road, if that. He tells his son to come with him, but I'd opted to stay behind. Elder Dad suddenly got a bit nervous and asked his son to stay there instead. I didn't even think about it for a moment and then it hit me--ooh, his wife is home, upstairs. I guess he's worried about leaving me here alone with her. (I'm not sure I'd even seen her come out of that room at all the entire time I was there.) I felt embarrassed that I hadn't thought about it. I would've gladly gone with them if I'd even realized it. Of course, it would've required a very quick and elaborate plot for her to come downstairs, have a quickie with me, and go back upstairs like nothing happened all within maybe 10 minutes. Theoretically possible, but who in their right mind would dare take such a risk? Not I. Elder Dad was BUILT. He could probably benchpress close to 200 pounds.
After reading this story, though, now I understand his concern. His wife had been DF'd years ago, for reasons I never did know. I wonder if I actually knew "Daniel and Sarah"? Naah...
But it makes me sad to know that elders' wives suffer such loneliness. I'm kind of glad I didn't stay in, for my wife's sake, 'cause they sure were about to put me to work in the congregation--no doubt as mike boy or collecting donations or whatever. All the stuff she wanted me to do, to be in the congregation would only have backfired in a big way. Ironic.