"Spoiled, rotten male," do you ever think of that? Do you ever say it?

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My husband gets everything when he wants it. Dinner when he comes home. Clothes for work. Etc. My cat, pretty much the same thing. Except he doesn't wear clothes, but he gets water and food when he wants and petted when he wants, I was thinking yesterday, "Spoiled rotten males." Why? Because no supper for me when I got home. My clothes aren't washed for me. On top of that, he makes himself hot chocolate and doesn't give me any. I asked for the water filter to be changed a long time ago. It now takes over an hour for a small load of laundry to get done. The liquid rust is flowing from the fausset. Told him it should be changed once a month. About every three months I have to "harp" on it or "nag." Yet if he asks me to make a phone call when he's at work, I do it. There are a thousand employees where he works and two pay phones, so the line at all three times (two breaks and lunch) make it impossible for him to make the phone call, plus the appointment calendars are on the walls here at home. So I do it and it doesn't take me three months and a bunch of nagging either. So I told him he's "a spoiled rotten male." Of course, right now, it's sub-zero outdoors and extremely cold in the basement, but we've had days, in the last three months when it was around 30 degrees. Oh well, glad he's the one paying for the electric bill and he'll be paying when the pump blows. When I bought this house, there were three broken pumps in the basement and no water filter. I had a filter put in. Maybe I'll just wait another three months and when it takes two hours to do laundry and no water comes out of the faucet, he'll get the message.