When I grow up...

... well, I am already grown up, and became a corporate attorney, but next time... I want to be a rich-man's mistress!!!
Don't laugh, I am not drunk, neither did I completely loose my mind. I will prove you, that I actually became much more reasonable than ever.
Here is what happened that brought me to my wisdom:
After my kitchen project, I realized that my husband kept coming home, complained about work, money and about life in general. If I showed him proudly the everyday progress of the work I had done, he would answer: "Looks good!", which would bring him back to his favorite topic: $$$, and how much HE had to pay for MY work. Talk about unthankful male.
I thought, if I were a mistress, the guy would leave all his world hatred at home with his wife. That's for sure, I would get the good times. He would look at my bloody hands, kiss them and say: "Oh, baby, I am so sorry that you had to work so much." He would take out his wallet with the platinum cards, hand be a couple and say:" Go and have a nice day for yourself. You deserved it."
Imagine being a rich-man's mistress and he comes to late to one of your "meetings". If you call him or are waiting impatiently and get worried, he thinks that this is so sweet and cute of you being worried. As a wife.. you are spying after him.
One more advantage: You don't have to deal with his family.
And, as we all know: by the time the relation-ship comes to an end, he might see the ex-wife somewhere and would immediately start: " That B...., took half my money, she did this... she did that...". You know what he would say if he saw his ex-mistress somewhere??? "This woman was worth every sin!"