I've always been raised to admit when I'm wrong and so I do. Being married has shown me that although Cole does the craziest things that drive me banana sandwich, I have to admit that I'm guilty of doing the same to him. Towels have to be folded a certain way, I'll join the garbage Jenga game, and I'll admit that I occasionally hog the radio station (he also says that I don't kiss him enough and won't take out the garbage). However, we find our balance and deal with it.
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