Completely anecdotal and privileged: my desk job was so much less dense than child care that going to work felt like a break when we had babies. Not to imply anything bad about anybody! But the mental accounting isn’t just unhealthy, it’s impossible because you don’t know how hard someone else’s subjective experience is.

The job wasn’t even good! It was galling and crushing. But at least I knew what was happening that day and could influence it somewhat.