My big "gripe" was that my husband never put his socks in the dirty clothes basket--just dropped them (in the bedroom) where he took them off. One day when I was grumbling to myself about it, I had a "moment of truth" and began to think about all the things he DID NOT do--he didn't abuse me or the kids, he supported us well, he took care of the yard, he was kind to others, etc. etc. The outcome was that those dropped socks never bothered me after that (and I still had to pick them up and toss them in the basket) and did so for the 40 years we were married. Hard to believe he's been gone for 15 years now.