She just simply saw the shopkeeper slipped the five dollars under the car fragrances packs beside the cashier machine.

A never regret that I married a different person. In fact I enjoy her astonishment when I buy her flowers and remind her to get her books out of my desk and return my laptop fully recharged after bringing it to the park to write her papers.

People have different ways to deal with this matter. I know some families who need to put this at their very end of nerves; that they have to scream out to each other just to clear out the dining table from sandals or frying pan. On the other hand, some people also agree to adjust to each other although that would include some silly amendment that needs giving up to one's custom. Glover (2000) agrees not to correct his wife's wrong words during singing and that he would let her having the remote control three times a week.

We call it the "power of sharing." What a name, but I like we call it that way. It actually shows that we have the power to do it both, we have the power of not having to ask somebody else to help taking care of the household chores for us, we have the power of doing such activities beneath the messy living room, and finally we have the power to race up against the knock on the door when Julie's mother called and said she was on the way to our house and I did not want to see her blaming on me for not finding her favorite table cover was lying around somewhere under the couch.

However, that was the old story. About two years after we got married, we had Nathan and Mathilda. Things piled up rapidly soon after that. Without a proper help and reminder I realize that we would soon lose a lot of items such as the baby bottles, little nail clipper, or the address book under the growing mountain of baby clothes, juice cartons, newspapers and potato chip packets in the family room.

When Julie's mother came by, she urgently reminded us to deal with this terrible habit, unless we wanted our children grow similar ones. I refused. I did not believe such things were hereditary. I could not imagine if they do.

Killam (2002) said, "The first step toward solving chronic messiness is acknowledging you have a problem. Classic symptoms of messiness: constant clutter and habitual disorganization." Well, all right, it would not be our problem any longer. My wife and I then made another agreement to let this problem out.

The conclusion of course, flaws come in any stage and any time, in unexpected manners. One may discover the spouse's flaws now or later, and whatever simple the flaws are, it could give the different impression about the marriage.

Does it mean that the flaws would change one's love? Perhaps it is not that significant. But does it change the vision about the marriage? The chance is, it does. Somebody could cope up with his or her partner's flaws, depending on the level of understanding that one may bear. However, love could be not enough to fight overwhelming trivial differences that lead to intimidation. Love also needs companies from frequent conversations and deeper sense of humor. If there is any trivial matter that starts to pile up and cause a problem, then let us keep this minor thing minor. It is the human who takes control, not the stuffs.


Glover, Richard. Rules of Engagement. Reader's Digest. May 2000. Vol. 75 No. 446. Page 111.

Jim Killam. Conquer Clutter Fall. 2001. Christianity Today Magazine. 2001, Vol. 18, No. 3,-Pageā€¦