73 Marriage Tweets That Prove Living With Someone Is A Daily Exercise In Accepting Weirdness
At some point, the group chat stops being enough. Whatever your partner just did is too good, too weird, and too perfectly them to be contained in a single WhatsApp thread. The internet needs to know. No, the internet deserves to know.
Marriage posts exist because living with another person means daily exposure to habits, systems, and behaviours that no personality test could have predicted and no pre-marital conversation would have uncovered. The small, recurring, completely inexplicable things that make you reach for your phone and type out something that starts with "I cannot" and ends with several thousand people saying "mine does this too." These are those posts.
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My ex husband was pretty glad I did not cook like his mother. He and I would often conspire in the kitchen to not overcook the veg, salt the fking rice or pasta water for family dinners.
My wife is learning to cook a bit more than the basics. She turns 65 in a week...
Yes its a must! Utensils get sorted, certain dishes go up top, plates get gaps left between them because they don't wash properly otherwise. Pots and pans don't belong in the dishwasher because It damages them, and I can't afford to replace the good ones.
In our house the next question is always "are there enough leftovers in the fridge?"
But this is DEFINITELY something a guy would be thinking. So points for that.
you better just go buy chicken thighs and put them in that freezer just in case
Lmao I’m eating mine now just gone 1 pm , n won’t be eating again till morning ,🤷♀️nothing wrong with that one dude ,
That is absolutely the best. Unfortunately, the only way it will be maintained is when we clean up before going out of town (and a friend is watching the dogs) and will only last until we get home...
A bit off topic, but when my mom makes cookies, my dad says they're terrible and he'll sacrifice himself by eating all of them so the rest of us don't suffer.
Ooh that's mean, I told my husband about stepping on a huge slug in bare feet and said I was grossed out about it. He replied "You think that's bad? How do you think the slug feels?" I threw a pillow at his head.
More of a (lower budget) Menard's couple ourselves. Ha Ha, who am I kidding, my wife wouldn't be caught d**d in a Menard's.
I've been trying for two or three minutes now but I cannot combine: 1) Call me 2) whenever and 3) concrete mixer. Nope can't do it.
My brother isn't much of a dessert lover, so he often forgets about it. When he does remember, my sister in law has already eaten it.
My husband keeps asking me how I liked Paris... We've never been to Paris, so I keep replying "that was the other girl" or "wait, that wasn't me, who *did* you go to Paris with??"
Yep wld much rather be home hanging w my best bud. Too many people out there. Besides my friend is here lol.
Change everything to Amazon day delivery option so they all arrive at once and hopefully packed in one mailer
