Isn’t that how the saying goes?

Men want the woman they marry to be a chef in the kitchen, a lady in the living room and a whore in the bedroom.

WTG on putting stress on a woman.  Throw in the perfect mom, good salary earner, being thin and we are headed straight to Prozac. 

It’s no wonder so many women feel as though they are just not coping.  Look at that.  When must we make time for ourselves?  When we go grocery shopping alone?  Gym to be thin for the husband and the rest of the judging world?   The 2.3 minutes we get to bath alone before someone forgets that closed doors are meant for privacy?

I wonder if men even realizes this?  I wonder if they know how much they expect of us?