It’s the little things in marriage that make it sweet. Like him opening the door for me and putting his hand on the small of my back as I enter a restaurant. I love it when I get a text message from him telling me that he can’t believe that he is blessed with a wife like me. Or his ability to make me laugh while talking like Jack Black from the movie Nacho Libre. There are few things that make me laugh more than hearing him say, “Ees duh Bayst.” It’s also the little things that can drive me up the wall. Like when he leaves his dirty socks next to the bed when has a perfectly good laundry hamper in his closet or when he leaves his dishes on the table to go do some research on the computer or when he doesn’t put his keys, wallet and sunglasses in the basket that is placed on the entry table to house them. Doesn’t everyone have a basket to keep those items? That’s what I thought. But hear this. I don’t sweat those little things anymore. After all we’ve endured in our nearly 16 years together, that kind of stuff just isn’t worth my time. While those small issues can annoy me and can get on my nerves, I don’t let them get the best of me. I’m just not willing to let them steal my energy. So the next time he does something that makes you roll your eyes or when she acts in a way that you think is silly and a tad bit embarrassing, let it go. Because trust me when I say this, in ten years, it really won’t matter. I’m just sayin’.