Relevant backstory: I have an extremely demanding job that requires me to work six days per week (12-16 hours per day). As you can imagine, my life is basically a cycle of waking up, going to work, coming home, taking a shower, going to bed, and then repeating the process (along with eating when I can). On my day off each week, I try to do something enjoyable but am often understandably limited by the need to catch up on sleep. The point is that my life is essentially distilled down to mandatory activities with very little time for anything "extra."

For this reason, along with the fact that I'm a more traditionally-minded person in general, my dream has always been to marry a woman who is happy with being a stay-at-home wife. Since I'm adamantly opposed to having children, the tradeoff would basically be that I work hard and bring home the money, but I never have to do household chores like cleaning, laundry, etc. or run errands like getting the car serviced, taking the cat to the vet, etc. In other words, what little time off I do have is dedicated exclusively to resting, relaxing, and having fun. And in exchange for that, my wife gets to have all of her financial needs met and spend the majority of her time on activities in which she finds personal fulfillment like hobbies, volunteering, etc. Because, let's be honest, being a stay-at-home wife with no children is infinitely easier and less time-consuming than being one with children. The other benefit to this arrangement is that vacation plans won't be limited by someone else's work schedule; when I'm off, we can just go.

When we first started dating (about a year ago), I was very upfront with my girlfriend about the kind of relationship I want. She seemed happy about the notion of not having to work. After we had dated long enough to confirm compatibility in other ways, she quit her job and moved in with me about a month ago.

Unfortunately, there's been some tension lately, primarily around cooking. I need to emphasize that I absolutely adore food. Cooking is one of my favorite hobbies, and I love trying new restaurants. Back when I used to have a less demanding job, I cooked every meal from scratch (and I'm pretty good at it), but I obviously have zero time to cook during my work week now. Sometimes I'll cook for fun on my day off, but I'm often either too tired or don't feel like spending the entirety of my free time for the week slaving away over a complicated dish that would take all day to make. So up until this point, I had been eating a lot of crappy food like instant ramen or just skipping meals entirely, which I hate because food is so important to me.

I was so excited when my girlfriend moved in because I expected to be able to enjoy home-cooked meals again (among other reasons, of course). And while I'm the least picky eater you'll ever meet, I can concede that I do have somewhat high standards when it comes to things being made well and from scratch, but I don't really think that's unreasonable. To provide an example, I love a breakfast consisting of an omelette with cheddar and fresh spinach, tomatoes, onions, and mushrooms, plus a slice or two of country ham and a side of grits. I tried to make this as easy as possible for her by buying pre-shredded cheddar, pre-washed spinach, pre-chopped onions, and pre-sliced mushrooms. I even compromised on quick grits instead of regular grits, which aren't as good but whatever. Literally the only prep work she has to do is cutting grape tomatoes into smaller pieces. Then you just make the omelette by adding the already-prepared ingredients, brown the country ham in a skillet for a few minutes, and add hot water to the grits with butter, salt, and pepper. Honestly I've streamlined it so much for her that it barely even counts as cooking at this point.

Yet I'm still getting pushback, and the other day she said, "I'm tired of having to wake up at 3:30 AM to make your breakfast. I can't fall back asleep," and went to the grocery store and came home with frozen breakfast burritos that she said I could just microwave. Honestly this really irritated me because I genuinely don't think I'm asking for much, and I eventually told her that she either needs to make the food I ask for, get a job, or move back out. She shot back with, "I'm not your maid," and I'm just so confused because we agreed that this would basically be her job (which again, is dramatically easier and less time-consuming that a normal 40-hour work week). It's only been a month, and she's already not following through. I feel like I've been deceived. I understand that a lot of women in their 30s, especially in cities, don't want to be housewives anymore, but that's why I went out of my way to clearly explain what I was looking for when we were in the early stages of dating. Am I right that she's out of line and basically lied to me, or am I somehow in the wrong here?