Why would I rather work for money (hereafter “work”) 2n hours a week and marry someone who doesn’t work at all than work n hours a week and marry someone who works n hours a week …? I don’t get it.
Being able to support a minion^H^H^H^H^H^Hnon-working partner is a source of social status. At least, that used to be a widely-shared perception, back when this kind of thing was more common.
Being able to support a minion^H^H^H^H^H^Hnon-working partner is a source of social status. At least, that used to be a widely-shared perception, back when this kind of thing was more common.
Is it worth working twice as hard?
I guess it also depends on what your wife does in those n hours. (See also this, a couple clicks from Dalrock’s post.)