Apparently, the first two years of married life is supposed to be 'honeymoon' years. You think the world of one another and you go on dates once a week, on average. Then, the third year comes around and it's the same old face in the mornings. She doesn't bother lifting the toilet seat anymore, and he doesn't walk out of the room to fart. That is when things are meant to get a little, shall we say, frustrating.
We just celebrated our Third Wedding Anniversary the Wednesday before last. Here's my take on marriage, the third year. Or as per the blog title, How to Quarrel with your Spouse.