When I happened upon this article about people leaving over pet peeves in the UK Daily Mail, all I could do was chuckle. Some of the peeves are hilarious. Now I have my pet peeves, but to actually leave my husband because of them? Or a man to leave his wife or girlfriend because of that? Finding a life mate is hard enough as it is. We really must mature to the point of appreciating those qualities that attracted us to our mates in the first place. I hate to clean beard shavings out of the sink and my head explodes when I see a kitchen cabinet door left open or a lid not screwed on a jar or bottle tightly. Add to this that the molecular structure of anything changes once my husband touches it — forever changed and sometimes broken beyond repair. But at the end of the day I have a husband who loves and adores me. I couldn’t even conceive of leaving him for such an infantile reason.
