Marriage?

The December Issue of Glamour Magazine has an article about 15 Things No One Ever Tells You About Being Married. I tried to find it on their website, but its not up. Its a really funny article and I especially like these 2 things:

#6: Your husband will never take care of you like your mom and visa versa.
"No matter what the vows say about sickness and health, you husband will never dote on you during illness like your mom. That's not to say he will not bring you soup and medicine -he will. He will also most likely cloak himself in a painter's mask, bring along some antibacterial hand sanitizer and hightail it out of there the minute he feels it is reasonably acceptable to do so. But when he is sick, he will expect that you drop everything and attempt to rise to the level of care, devotion and perfection that defines his mother. You will inevitably fail at this mission, so it's bets just to let it go."

Which leads to this great wisdom about in-laws...

#10: Everything you hear about the in laws is true.
They can be meddling, rude, weird, opinionated, unwelcome, pushy, insensitive and they will mess up your kitchen.
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I'm so sick of reading blogs, and hearing people say how wonderful their husbands are. I love mine too, but some of that "love" gets pissed off when you clean the kitchen, vacuum the house, and put away all the junk on the counters -leave for an hour -and when you come home it looks like never cleaned at all. Maybe it's just my husband, but the next time he opens up his mouth and says "the house is a disaster" I'm gonna punch him. I swear it.

Do you sometimes feel it's bait and switch? Like "oh I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you blah blah blah" and as soon as you said I do it became, "I have no clean clothes, the house is a mess, and are we having pasta again?" As much as I have to learn, he has to learn alot about getting along with me. Up to this point we have been battling each other when we fight. His friends are assholes, they come over all the time, trash the house, break shit, eat/drink everything in the frig like teenagers and I get mad, he defends them and we argue in an unresolved circle. This last time has been different, so we'll see. I can't be married to 4 other people and him. I just can't. It's gotta be me. There is only one side to be on and that's mine. The people who have a great 1st year of marriage must not have a husband with friends or family.

But this is what I signed up for, even if the print was small.