It is the damndest thing, ain't it? I feel the same way. I sometimes picture my t and her partner arguing over whose turn it is to cook dinner, her pouting about never seeing any sunshine (it rains a LOT where she lives!), and of course I've already experienced what she's like when she's mad (and I did not like it one bit!) But.... I don't care either and I still love her. So much. Ugh.