The Proposal

I wanted the fairy tale. Was that too much to ask? The attractive man with his life fully together, who loved me. Babies. The white picket fence.

But men had other ideas. They wanted to waste my time and all my good eggs. They didn't want to commit. They wanted to sleep at my house, eat my food, and have a mommy bang maid. They wanted me to be their mommy and never complain about it.

So I started to date a bit more ruthlessly. I built a roster. I raised my standards. I stopped being committed...