then there are my sister and my grandmother...
ye gods, the bickering, the sniping, the
attitude!!! grandma lived with her husband for maybe 30 yrs [huh? i don't actually know...] after i was born, the villagers decided it was not proper for them to live 'in sin', so they got gramps drunk, and he woke up married. he then built [badly] grandma a wee cottage and they lived there for some 20 + yrs. they always argued about some silly thing. then he'd go out and into the sty and discuss the matter with the one-eared pig.
my sister is married to the love of her life. all they do, all the long day long, is natter about something i cannot fathom: "last tueday when we going to the store..." "it wasn't tuesday! it was monday!" "no! it was tuesday, for monday we watched helga on the telly!" "that wasn't..."
i'm sitting there :shock: like WHO CARES? are you guys DAFT?
ah, but
they're still married. and i'm not and never again will be...
so, i guess it's each their own and whatever might work one, is poison to the next?