True story: my wife told me I was perfect. Cross my heart and hope to die, she absolutely said that. She was getting after me one day for some nothing again, probably $5 she thinks I shouldn't have spent, WHILE I WAS DOING DISHES. I started laughing at her and she was like why can't you take this seriously? I say that you are the only woman in the known galaxies that will yell at her husband while he does the dishes, I'm gonna vacuum next, can you wait till after that? She starts laughing too at that point and tells me that I'm perfect.
I don't mind doing housework at all and it's totally her love language, so that works out good.
