Wife took a job back in the OC about 3 mos ago for $46k a year, we were all set to move back to the rat-race, I was gonna transfer back to HB and the madness that is that park.
Holly up and decides she doesn't want that lifestyle, I decline the transfer, she winds up working in the OC, living with her mom in Whittier during the week and coming up the MTN on weekends while she found a replacement. Sometimes she skipped weekends if G was sick or whetever.
IT SUCKED. We're all back under the same roof, but that was a hard 3 months. The good news is it sounds like you have your priorities straight.
TL:DR, been there. I feel you, dog.