The Price of Holidays

I'm reminded of the time we were heading back home from a holiday, sharing the hotel's courtesy bus to the airport.
Another young family on the bus were obviously having a difficult moment; Mom with baby in arms having a domestic in "public" with Pop who was fuming.
All very awkward .... but what he said in his quiet and barely contained anger is something I'll not forget. It was this:

I seem to be stressed out earning the money and even more stressed out spending it!

Could not have said it better.