A few days ago I was stressed out about our finances and feeling self-indulgent for focusing on my own projects without bringing in any (immediate) income.
H-town told me v. calmly that money will always be an issue. No matter how much we have. (See: You Try to Live on 500K in This Town) And he assured me that I'm putting my energy in the right place. Going out and getting a $10/hr job is not the right thing to do.*
It's intense, being married. I was such a rabidly feminist little girl, I never imagined having a husband, let alone being supported by one.
But I'm learning. And in a few years, I'll take a turn being the wage earner so H-town can stay home and be creative. I know he won't have a problem with that.
(Thank you Alice, for the reminder, and Allen Salkin, for putting things in perspective.)
*I could, however, do the dishes more often. Says me, not him.