A letter to my future husband

Since everybody is writing letter to their future somebody, I decided to pen mine..... I don't know how realistic or unrealistic it is, I sha wrote it, argue with you keypad if you don't agree with it....lool

Dear Future husband,
I like luxury and we can put money together to afford 'my' luxurious taste.
I love comfort to the highest order and the finest things of life.
Please, when you marry me, don't carry me to go and live in a hole called a house, we could wait till we can afford the basics of life. I am not being proud it's just that I can't live in a shit hole, therefore don't carry me to a rowdy environment, I never grew up in one.
Do not think that I will be the only one doing all the house chores, if you cannot contribute to keeping our house clean, then please provide for a few helps around the house because I get tired doing somethings, e.g washing of plates, but I do them when I really have to do them.
Also future husband, we can have one car but I will be the one to drive it to work, while you sort yourself out, but the reality is that I already own my own car, so there won't be fight on that.
I will cook for you because I'm happy to do it, and the moment you upset me, that day, I will put plenty salt in your food, , signs that you have vexed me, but I'm loving, I might not be able to do that.
We have to have basics like washing machine, microwaves, refrigerator, don't worry, some of our guests will give us as gifts.......The guests better come through and clean.
We can have a joint account, so far you drop money in it every month and I drop everything 6 months, fair enough isn't it?
Above all, our spendings should be on our children. I don't like us to look like a billion Naira and we acquire all the luxury while our children will look like a few kobos, e.g buying bend down boutique for them...I have seen people do it, I wasn't brought up that way...My parents invested a lot in my looks and it hurts them I'm not to freaked out about what I wear, I like simplicity and class, while my mum wants me to be the Kim Kardashian...Loool... I am though!
No form of verbal, emotional or physical abuse from you, I wouldn't hesitate to excuse myself.


Thank you for anticipated understanding.


Yours sincerely,
Ifedolapo Yejide Esan