When we were dating, Braden's car was so unkempt that I would find myself sitting on top of clothes, old soda cups, plates, books, you name it (still has not changed . . .). And my room was so junky that you could barely get the door open, and piles and piles of clothes made it look like my closet threw up!
I thought with marriage that we would get better . . . but I also remember hearing that if you didn't make it a habit before marriage that a wedding is not going to instantly change you into clean freaks over night.
The reason I thought that we would be better is because usually when I have a room roommate I am pretty good at tiding up my space and keeping things clean so that they don't get upset. But, I had also forgotten that these room roommates were girls, and girls seem to care a little bit more about things being out of place than I have found that boys do, causing our apartment to look like a war zone weekly.
I remember hearing that when you get married and actually start living with your spouse that there may be some things that they do that aren't similar to the way that you would do things. Or, they have habits that you were not aware of before . . . This has been the case with us.
Upon first living together, Braden and I had some differences about the toilet seat--up or down. Also, I may have a tendency to drink a lot of juice and to leave the cups around in various places throughout the house. Even before marriage I established that "boys take out the trash!" and here lately I've been asked what my duty should be (I'm now the laundry person to compromise).
I remember hearing that you need to train your husband to do things (which is ridiculous! he is not a dog) like putting the toilet seat down, but upon following this advice I have become a NAG. And my mother laughed when I told her what I'd become! It is not my life ambition to be a NAG. And so, I should probably just get the book, the Man Whisperer to figure out how to get things done around the house (that book is as equally disgraceful and ridiculous as the notion of training a husband!)
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