My wife loved my working hours because I had so much time off with her and with so much time off any family arrangements could be accommodated. In addition to never working Christmas Day I never worked our wedding anniversaries or birthdays in all those years either! Life at a smaller unit might not be quite as easy but it's still better than 9-5. I recall a conversation with a neighbour who had popped in to have coffee with my wife:
Neighbour: Oh, you're home again then.
Me: Yes, I have worked my 26 hours for this week.
Neighbour: My husband worked 80 hours last week but then he has very good job.
Me: He hasn't got a job; he's living in purgatory.
Said husband eventually died after many strokes totally incapacitated him..