Exactly. We could live on my husband’s income. It would be tough, but we could do it. I would have more time to hand out laundry, wash cloth diapers, plant even larger gardens than I do, etc. as it is we already purchase basically ingredients versus packaged, prepared foods. I bake our bread and even make our corn tortillas. The reason I must work is for my retirement. We wouldn’t have enough to put a little something in my IRA every year so that I wouldn’t be a burden to our children, or be visited by a death panel. This was very well thought out, and the plan since FDR. I just count my blessings that I’m off every evening, weekend, holiday, and summer. My husband is on for 24 and off for 48. This means our in-home childcare expenses are minimal, but most importantly another person isn’t raising our kids.
Obama killed my “retirement” (savings). I will probably be working till the day I die now while he sips on margaritas from his vacation home in HI with his homo buddy, Reggie, sitting on his lap.