Oh, he knows full well how I struggle. He either doesn't believe it's as bad as it is, or trots out his party line "It's only 6 weeks of the year..." Yes, he's selfish. I'll be the first to admit it. I could go on and on about the troubles between us, but the fact remains I'm committed to my marriage and on my dying day I want to be able to say I gave it my best shot (my parents divorced when I was 14 and I'm scarred for life). It's a long long story. I may be wrong, but I think he's so selfish because he's been on his own for most of his life, and was completely on his own since age 17. He just doesn't know any other way, as far as thinking of others. Now, that reasoning gets old when I'm neck-deep in child crises and he just "doesn't get it," but that's the way things are.
Yes, when the season is over, I get "me" time. I no longer ask for it, I just tell him I'm doing whatever it is I'm planning on doing. Still, it's a looonnnggg 6 weeks.
And, JoG, I like your sister in law's view point. However, I'm too much of a wildlife lover to pick up a weapon. I understand the need for hunting, but cannot participate myself.