"What if we just moved back to Arkansas, buy a way nicer house than we'd be able to afford here in LA, and enjoy living?"
It's very appealing. In my mind, I'm already checked out. Every time some minor drama has popped up this week, I have mentally rejected it, without paying much heed to the long-term consequences.
I want to start my family before I'm too much older. I swore as a kid that I wouldn't have children as late as my parents had me, where they began to succumb to arthritis and old age when I still wanted to play, be active with them. It's starting to seem like a narrow window if I have to wait until I can get to the point I want to be financially out here.
Very compelling daydream