My husband and I were talking about this in the car last night. I made the observation that
most guys, if you keep food in the house, they can find their clothes, there isn't shit (literally) all over the floor and you're reasonably pleasant to them will be basically content. Most women, on the other hand, are fucking
itches. Even if they
should be content, they
find something to be irritated about, even if they have to create it, whether it's bitching about their family, gossiping about the neighbors, seeing something on t.v. the house needs, complaining about the age of the car, bitching at their kids, whatever.
Now, gentlemen, I happen to have a theory: this "irritation" gene is attached to the "nesting" gene, which is also attached to the shoe gene. Some women are
not born with this gene. In other words, if a chick ain't into shoes, she's probably pretty fucking easy going ... HOWEVER, realize in giving up the bitch gene, if you marry this woman she ain't gonna give a flying fuck if the living room furniture matches or if the laundry is folded with military precision and she will never be high maintenance in terms of her own appearance ... but she'll smile at you in the morning and hug you tightly after a hard day at work