You and Simon have been together for a long time. The relationship, which lasted two long years, which survived severe quarrels, withstood both the separation and the break, eventually turned into a marriage. You two worked long and hard to build trust and mutual understanding between you, eventually coming to a compromise. This relationship has gone through a lot, and it seems to survive as much more. Married life was new for both of you two, but you guys did a great job. Support and love, and most importantly the respect of your partner is the main key to a happy marriage. At first, it seemed to the two of you that you couldn't live a day without each other. And then they began to get used to the fact that they were always together. And somehow it's already happened anyway. A one year, two passed, everything became too familiar and ordinary. Your small and cozy apartment, eternal peace and grace. Everything was fine, you two continued to love each other. But...there's always that damn "but." Domestic squabbles It covered you both quite imperceptibly. It just came and everything seems to be a little broken, went wrong. After three years of marriage, you were covered by a household, sneaking up imperceptibly and quietly, attacking from your back. Ordinary quarrels, actually out of nothing, were created from scratch. You and Simon quarreled, reconciled, and then quarreled again. And so in a circle. Abandoned socks in the wrong place, a wet towel on the sofa, unwashed dishes in the sink, and the like - all these meaningless little things created quarrels. It annoyed both of you, it pissed you off. You and Simon could not talk for a few days, and sometimes you instantly reconciled, but... it still got on your nerves, because you both understood that this would happen again. "I'm already sick of you!" Simon yells at you during another quarrel. Stupid quarrel. Meaningless. What was it this time? Unlopped toilet cover?