When I was in Florida I saw a bumper sticker that almost literally had me rolling on the floor laughing. "Marriage is finding the one person you want to spend the rest of your life driving crazy."
Ain't it just.
One of the ways that my husband and I are predetermined to clash is listening to music. Not just what music to listen to (he calls two of "my" bands Depressed Mode and the CommieNerds), but how to listen to it. I like surprise. Given a choice between listening to one favorite album or the radio I will usually pick the radio. If I have a multiple CD pack I will set it to random. Contrariwise, my husband likes to listen to his favorite album or song over and over and over and over...and over...and over... This showed up early in our relationship when we were out driving around all the time in his car (we were both teenagers). He had a tape of the Footloose soundtrack. I think that the tape was finally removed based on major threats and the use of my deadly sonic scream.
Because of that experience I hate Footloose for years.
We would laugh about how much I hated that album.
Then a funny thing happened. We got old and they started playing the title song every now and then as a Way-Back-Flashback on the radio. Usually I'm in the car alone when it comes on. I dial up my husband on the cellphone, crank the volume, and yell, "CAN YOU HEAR WHAT THEY'RE PLAYING IN MY CAR???" I still kind of hate the song, as much as you can hate any song that defines part of your adolescence, but I love the way it makes me feel.
It's important that I remember the outcome because last week my husband called me at work and said, rather urgently, "Can you pick up the Troy soundtrack on the way home? I realized that I'm watching the movie over and over for the music." Silly old me, I picked it up at Best Buy and brought it right home. And he proceeded to play the Groban track over, and over, and over, and over...and over...and over... I sat over here at my computer gnashing my teeth and reminding myself, "One day this will be a funny story, one day this will be a funny story, one day..."
So, how about you? Is there anything a parent, child, brother, sister, husband, wife, or significant other has done that drove you batty at the time but you now look upon with affection because it helps to define who they are to you and what you are together? What is your favorite irritation?