A storage room in the basement of my parents’ house had a huge amount of liquor and wine. They weren’t alcoholics, professors just always bring a bottle of something with them when they come over for dinner. Because they weren’t alcoholics, most of it sat there for years. I remember they had cans of Michelob from the 70s when I was in high school in the 90s. They still had pull tabs instead of pop tabs.
I stole a lot of that liquor as a teenager, but I left that beer alone.
“Ms. Extra” spends her own time and money entertaining people while thumbing her nose at those corporate slugs. I think people who make other people happy are probably not throwing a tantrum.
I’m in exactly the same boat as you. Undereducated, lower paying job than my wife, mortgage, etc. I’ve frequently had panicked thoughts about what I would do if she died. And we have a kid, which makes it even worse.