@MMarciano,
Time for people not to put up with all that beeswax.
It's your house and your lives she is dropping in on.
The hotel was the correct idea, given her attitudes.
I've almost always preferred hotels/b + b's/motels since I like down time.
Friends I have stayed with several times happily over the years had house rules - you can come and go as you wish, wake and sleep as you wish. "I'll be cooking dinner for (husband) most early evenings and you are welcome to join us."
Well, that was the first visit and she never had to repeat all that since it was perfect for me (me, I'm going for a long walk... do you need anything if I pass the market?) Of course she ended up showing me her favorite art places in San Francisco and taking me to the best gardens - but those were her idea. I've always liked her husband too, good talks by the fireplace, good glasses of wine for all but the cat.
Other friends, who lived in a rambly old house in Napa, also let you do what you wanted, including plenty of reading time. I like thrift shops and so does she, so we did a regional tour of thrifties. He's a oenophile extraordinaire, so he pushed to take me to his (and hers) favorite vineyards. Wonderful days. No special care to fill time for the guest, just things working out sometimes to do stuff together. He did his work early in the morning, even earlier than you, Morgan, but when he got that done, was avid to talk and go to the wine cellar and come back upstairs and pour us all a glass of whatchmacallit.
Hmmm, both of these sets of pals like wine. Long time marriages, plus I've known them all forever. Your basic 'live and let live'.
Edit to say it's Marco's and Antonio's (and the dogs, etc) house too. Marco does not have to put up with her behavior for the next 29 years. Time to start the training.