I believe I have been with my husband for around four years now and I have to say I am not sure how much more of him I can take. Everything is about him and absolutely nothing, I mean nothing, is about me. I cook dinner, do laundry, pick up his messes, do his clothes shopping and everything else in between. I wouldn’t mind doing these things if he could just give me an ounce of credit. But so far I haven’t seen or heard any form of appreciation. So, I have taken it upon myself to treat the one and only me out to dinner and a short film. The great thing about this is that I am not going all by myself. I called Heathrow escorts so that way I would have somebody to accompany me that wouldn’t criticize my every move. I can’t wait to see how it feels to be treated like a woman and not like a slave.