It's a two way street in this day age. A marriage is a compromise between two people so they continue to love and respect each other without murdering one of the participants in frustration. For the first ten years of my relationship, I brought in the six figures. He was in construction; so when he was laid off, I still paid the mortgage. Fast forward and now he is the bread winner. But...he helps around the house, or more accurately the yard. Since I'm home I enjoy cleaning. But he never says I have to; nor did I ever say that to him when he was out of work, but he still kept the house spotless. Yes, men and women are different; they have different skills, and ways of dealing with things. But I'll be damned if I will go back to an era when you washed your clothes by hand, had eleven living and four dead brats, and ignored black eyes because he was worried about the car, and he is the man.