I don't bicker with my hubby about money, his friends, what to watch on tv, or even who gets the remote. When late spring/summer hits I know I can look forward to four months of bickering and arguing....
Him: I'm sweating buckets
Me: Look at me, it is summer, and I am wearing my heavy fleece pajamas
Him: How can you be cold? I am burning up?
Me: It is so cold in here, I have goose bumps...please turn the air off...
This goes on all summer...why couldn't I marry someone who is closer to my same temperature?
Him: I'm sweating buckets
Me: Look at me, it is summer, and I am wearing my heavy fleece pajamas
Him: How can you be cold? I am burning up?
Me: It is so cold in here, I have goose bumps...please turn the air off...
This goes on all summer...why couldn't I marry someone who is closer to my same temperature?