S.B.
When my sister first married my brother in law, she had a complete melt down when hunting season came around. She was upset that he didn't want her to go (seriously? In the woods with a bunch of men with nothing but a campfire and no bathrooms?), she cried, she needed someone to stay with her, she didn't like him being gone.
I was like, "Honey....You're going about this all wrong. He's gone doing what makes him happy. There's not another woman within a hundred miles so you've got nothing to worry about. You are here in civilization with hair and nail salons, fabric stores, you can go to bed when you want, get up when you want, eat what you want."
Other hunting wives told her the same thing. That they actually looked forward to that time of year. They all had kids. They'd send them to grandma's house or take them to yard sales or movie matinees. They got out their sleeping bags and pretended they were camping in the living room with popcorn and movies or building forts.
My sister is a seasoned pro now when it comes to hunting and fishing season. She helps her husband pack to send him on his way.
It is whatever you make it.
I've been a single mom for years so having a man around or not had no impact on me and the kids having fun.
I live where it's often cold, even in the summer, and I'd build a fire, get it up to about 90 in the house and the kids would run around in their bathing suits and we'd have a picnic inside. My kids are 24 and 15 and doing silly stuff like that is some of their favorite memories.