Being Super Woman ain't a new concept for me. Meeting Super Mom ain't a mysterious entity in my head. And being with the Bitch Goddess has never posed a problem though the idea of it is just way surreal.

I just went through an article, Secret lives of breadwinner wives, and that made me twitch a muscle or two unknowingly. You know, they're right, it's hard. You're the breadwinner, you head home then you do the washing, the cleaning and you provide the ever so dependable emotional pillar of everyone else in the family.

And then there's the fact that I'm not even married. Why the hell am I agreeing!?