Completely normal on every level. Story-alert. You were warned...
When my boys were toddlers I started collecting expensive hand-made dolls. At that time we couldn't afford Disney travel or any travel. I did good to get 1 a year plus what I received as big generous gifts from my dad. Buying 1 for myself was the biggest guilt thing for me because I had a very hard time seeing past the dollar signs and what they could do for my babies. As the years progressed, I had a nice little collection going. In my desperation to ensure that my kids got to see WDW at least once I sold my entire collection. All those special gifts. Every one of them gone. Broke my heart but I just couldn't see them for anything other than the dollar signs in that time. Wonderful trip. Hooked as hard and started the love affair. Years went by and I found myself as a woman feeling a little hollow spot in my soul. I had the perfect family, adoring husband, great annual vacations to our happy place but still some part of me felt like I had given everything away and that part craved fulfillment. I'll be honest probably at the expense of opinions about me as a person but in my need to fill that empty spot within me I became a person I didn't like and never thought I could be. I set myself on a path I am not proud of. I brokd the love of my life's heart in ways a wife never should and nearly destroyed my family all because this hollow little needy part of me recklessly sought to grasp some part of my existence that was mine and mine alone. I needed some part of me to be me. Life has a way of kicking your butt when you need it most. Tracey & I fought long and hard to get thru that really awful place we had gotten ourselves into. We wanted to learn from the mistakes. One big thing we found us that we needed to have 3 parts for our relationship: him, me, and us. All deserved attention, investment, and love. He has his stuff that I support and am thrilled for him to enjoy. He has a boat, fishing, flight sims, etc. I have my doll collection (again), sewing, and Disney studying/indulging. Together we travel, do family stuff, etc. He goes on fishing trips. I'm happy for him to have boy time. We go on family trips and just us trips. I have options to go to collector events with my doll friends. Or, I'm doing the girls cruise. It's all within reason. We trust each other and want each other to have the experiences that we desire. Especially since we started homeschooling I'm almost never alone. Ever. I'm home with the kids or going places with 1 or both if them. The rare occasions I even grocery shop alone don't really count because that's a chore. It's important to put forth effort to be me. If I have nothing of me left it creates a vacuum effect which, from experience, is not good for me. The guys are excited for my little adventure and I'm glad. I do feel a little guilty. Not gonna lie. But, in the end, I know it'll be better for all of us for me to take this time. Last time I went away on a real trip solo was in 2009 to the big annual Cabbage Patch event in Georgia. I've gone on overnights to visit collector friends a few times since. I've not been buying many dolls in recent years (nothing I really want, have so many). I'm okay with this. I'm sure I'll still have my guilt pangs but being committed to roomies helps me deal with those moments and get to the spot where I know this is okay for all of us. Does that make sense? That's how I deal with the guilt part. I'm really glad you brought it up. It could be something that prevents others from joining which is okay, too. But, knowing its normal, talking about it, and understanding different perspectives can be a helpful tool to lend insight. I hope you decide to join. You know why.
Only if you're okay with it, tho! What's okay for me may not be for you and that's fine, too. 
