I had 2 older brothers, so I pretty much knew what men were like. And I married one anyway. Fortunately, he’s a much, much better version, so I’ve stayed for the last forty-five years.
Edit…I honestly did not marry my brother. I’m a Southern gal but Southern California.
That the right one can be so awesome to live with. Equal (and sometimes he does more) housework, things I’d drop hundreds to have fixed normally he can just take care of. I haven’t taken out trash in about 8 years. How sensitive they can be (huge bonus because I grew up being told they were brick walls and no feelings. Awful thing to perpetuate) and how supportive they can be. I didn’t know they don’t all fit into the million stereotypes they’re given. Exclusively raised around the worst of the worst, so it was constant pleasant surprises. Feels too good to be true most days!
The way their balls will constantly shift in response to subtle temperature changes, like a strange undulating creature.. I can stare at it endlessly, much to my partner’s weirded out feelings 😂 Is it just me who thought this was the most amazing weird thing ever??
Well I thought I knew what guys were like because I have 2 brothers, but my husband is calmer, cleaner, and more responsible. But there is a universal truth that all men love back scratches.
That they do appreciate the candles, rugs and things we add to our space that make it “home”. My husband had two sets of simple cotton, gray sheets as a bachelor and now sleeps on sheets of bamboo or Egyptian cotton. He would never have bought those things for himself but he loves that I do.
If their body has a lot of hair, your bathroom surfaces will need cleared at least a couple times a week. They’re generally not inclined to either deal with it or clean up after it.
That a man can sit in one room for hours without turning on the light and consider it completely normal. Or that ‘I’ll be there now’ can cover a time span of 2 minutes to 2 hours.
Men roommates are messy: women roommates are dirty.
My men roommates might leave dirty socks and shoes in the common areas. My women roommates would leave plates of food all over their room and common areas. They also never rinsed out the tub after showering, and would leave webs of hair in the tub and walls.
They like chilling in their underwear a lot more than I thought. I live with my bf, and as soon as he comes home, the pants come off and he just sits and chills. He says it simply feels comfortable and he feels less sweaty down there. Fair point honestly
When my little sister moved out she texted me about how she never realized how considerate I was with our shared bathroom growing up until she lived with other dudes. The key is I rage clean anytime im mad or have a bad day I clean the fuck out of something really aggressively to calm down.
It feels like he is infinitely stronger than me. When we play fight and play wrestle, I am like a helpless, weakling against him. It really makes me resent those women’s self-defense, reels, and TikToks I’ve seen. I think they mislead women and are probably dangerous.
How little they seem to think about their own comfort or try to problem solve around lower-stakes things. My husband is constantly pleased and impressed by things I do around the house or for him to increase our/ his level of comfort. It just doesn’t even occur to him that he can change his environment or buy himself something that might improve his quality of life. I’ve known other men like this too. One of my favorite examples is a male friend complaining about how hot his new apartment was getting, so I suggested buying a fan, and the look of confusion this man gave me… never even occurred to him there might be a solution to his problem.
No doubt they are oddballs in the strangest ways, but when I started living with a REAL man (abusive ex doesnt count as one), and started hanging out with his group of real man friends I found how much less I have to worry when hes here – contrary to how many times hes scared the hell out of me (make some damn NOISE, how does a 250lb 6 foot man move silently in a creaky old house??) I have never felt more safe than when hes home…and I know where he is LOL
They’re also so gentle in the most unexpected ways – he will go charging in the backyard yelling like a bear to chase squirrels out of his garden, but if he catches one he grabs a stick of bamboo and lectures them with it so he wont scare them with his finger… they get the full “im not mad im disappointed” lecture then he lets them go in the woods…. but will also come out the front door like the punisher to run somebody off if theyre up to no good….
BRB I gotta go give that big lug an extra hug and smooch 💖💖💖
That living with the right man feels so warm and safe. Just resting my head on his chest at night knowing that I don’t have to worry about anything was the best thing ever. I never experienced healthy love from a man except with this one.
I didn’t know that their balls really do move up and down on their own due to temperature. Taking a hot bath with my husband, he got out first, suddenly I realized his balls were moving up and down several inches.
I was mystified and asked him how he was doing that. The shock when he told me he wasn’t! And then suddenly high school sex Ed came rushing back. I didn’t realize that moved so much! Or so FAST! I figured it would happen over the course of like 5-10 minutes. But those fuckers were going wild bobbing up and down like every 10 seconds!
The lacking amount of pants they own. My husband owns 2 pairs of jeans. That’s it. That what he works in what he does fun in. He’ll wear each pair for three days and on laundry day he just lounges around in shorts. Then complains that his pants are ripping.
Also how they can sleep in just about anything. Like my BIL literally sleeps in jorts every night? Like these jorts are specifically designated sleep pants
Everything must be turned all the way to the max. Ceiling fan? All the way up. Faucets? All the way up. AC? High. Fridge temp? Freeze it all! Lights? If he walked through the room, they’re on. T.V.? The neighbors can hear it down the road. Lawnmower? Burn rubber. Dryer? High heat.
The exception: Thermostat in winter.
Oh. I also never realized bellybutton lint was a real thing.
All of a sudden I was the social secretary; the official gift chooser for everyone we knew (including his family members); the reminder of things like: if we wanted to go to dinner on a Saturday night that we had to call the restaurant before 6:30 pm; and the one who had to wake up first so that I could wake him up.
Also: the pooping and farting. SO much pooping and farting.
Comments
[removed]
How much time they spent in the bathroom
That men will wear the same ‘favorite’ shirt until it literally falls apart, no matter how many new ones they own
can be an esports player n die drowning in minecraft
About half of them seriously fart nonstop when they’re at home. I don’t even know how they were holding it all in before that
well my roomy was bald, yet my shampoo was disappearing rapidly
during the same period he would complain about a waxy crust on his junk
friend mentioned u get that from jackin off with shampoo
that roomie was such an asshole….
How quiet they can be.
How much they eat. How much it costs to feed them said gargantuan amount they eat.
they eat so much more. no snacks are safe at home.
What being quietly and constantly loved by someone who unobtrusively absorbs the details about me without saying anything looks like.
I’ve lived with few different men and of each of them I’ve learnt different things, because they were different from each other
I had 2 older brothers, so I pretty much knew what men were like. And I married one anyway. Fortunately, he’s a much, much better version, so I’ve stayed for the last forty-five years.
Edit…I honestly did not marry my brother. I’m a Southern gal but Southern California.
That the right one can be so awesome to live with. Equal (and sometimes he does more) housework, things I’d drop hundreds to have fixed normally he can just take care of. I haven’t taken out trash in about 8 years. How sensitive they can be (huge bonus because I grew up being told they were brick walls and no feelings. Awful thing to perpetuate) and how supportive they can be. I didn’t know they don’t all fit into the million stereotypes they’re given. Exclusively raised around the worst of the worst, so it was constant pleasant surprises. Feels too good to be true most days!
Most men can actually sit and not think.
How much capacity for love, understanding, communication and expression they can have in an emotionally safe environment.
How fucking infectious and amazing their laughter can be.
How they are two totally different men with you vs with others. You get to see all of their good that they’d just not care to show anyone else.
They can fart so loud…
Edit: Oh and they like cleanliness too.
The way their balls will constantly shift in response to subtle temperature changes, like a strange undulating creature.. I can stare at it endlessly, much to my partner’s weirded out feelings 😂 Is it just me who thought this was the most amazing weird thing ever??
Well I thought I knew what guys were like because I have 2 brothers, but my husband is calmer, cleaner, and more responsible. But there is a universal truth that all men love back scratches.
Mine particularly- doesn’t wash his hands after peeing because “I dIDn’T tOuCh My DiNg DoNg”.
😒 what about the flush button and toilet seat
I thought my hair was bad for falling out and getting everywhere but no; beard hair Was not ready for that one.
How much truth was in the joke that they can’t find anything in the fridge and cupboards.
I had no idea men’s pajama pants had pee flaps lololol
That they do appreciate the candles, rugs and things we add to our space that make it “home”. My husband had two sets of simple cotton, gray sheets as a bachelor and now sleeps on sheets of bamboo or Egyptian cotton. He would never have bought those things for himself but he loves that I do.
Men can have eating disorders.
They won’t replace their undies until you bring up the holes 🤣
that sometimes they wake up with their cocks very hard ha ha
If their body has a lot of hair, your bathroom surfaces will need cleared at least a couple times a week. They’re generally not inclined to either deal with it or clean up after it.
when a man takes a bath, his weiner floats…just a little bit
Maybe it’s just my husband, but I’ve never seen anyone buy so many socks. Constant need for socks. Too many socks.
That a man can sit in one room for hours without turning on the light and consider it completely normal. Or that ‘I’ll be there now’ can cover a time span of 2 minutes to 2 hours.
Men get random boners. And having a boner doesn’t mean that he’s turned on.
How easy physical tasks like carrying things are for them compared to women
Men roommates are messy: women roommates are dirty.
My men roommates might leave dirty socks and shoes in the common areas. My women roommates would leave plates of food all over their room and common areas. They also never rinsed out the tub after showering, and would leave webs of hair in the tub and walls.
They like chilling in their underwear a lot more than I thought. I live with my bf, and as soon as he comes home, the pants come off and he just sits and chills. He says it simply feels comfortable and he feels less sweaty down there. Fair point honestly
When my little sister moved out she texted me about how she never realized how considerate I was with our shared bathroom growing up until she lived with other dudes. The key is I rage clean anytime im mad or have a bad day I clean the fuck out of something really aggressively to calm down.
It feels like he is infinitely stronger than me. When we play fight and play wrestle, I am like a helpless, weakling against him. It really makes me resent those women’s self-defense, reels, and TikToks I’ve seen. I think they mislead women and are probably dangerous.
How little they seem to think about their own comfort or try to problem solve around lower-stakes things. My husband is constantly pleased and impressed by things I do around the house or for him to increase our/ his level of comfort. It just doesn’t even occur to him that he can change his environment or buy himself something that might improve his quality of life. I’ve known other men like this too. One of my favorite examples is a male friend complaining about how hot his new apartment was getting, so I suggested buying a fan, and the look of confusion this man gave me… never even occurred to him there might be a solution to his problem.
Dudes can be cleaner than girls.
One guy i dated only owned one pair of shoes
No doubt they are oddballs in the strangest ways, but when I started living with a REAL man (abusive ex doesnt count as one), and started hanging out with his group of real man friends I found how much less I have to worry when hes here – contrary to how many times hes scared the hell out of me (make some damn NOISE, how does a 250lb 6 foot man move silently in a creaky old house??) I have never felt more safe than when hes home…and I know where he is LOL
They’re also so gentle in the most unexpected ways – he will go charging in the backyard yelling like a bear to chase squirrels out of his garden, but if he catches one he grabs a stick of bamboo and lectures them with it so he wont scare them with his finger… they get the full “im not mad im disappointed” lecture then he lets them go in the woods…. but will also come out the front door like the punisher to run somebody off if theyre up to no good….
BRB I gotta go give that big lug an extra hug and smooch 💖💖💖
You can eat the same exact things, and while you both have gas, his will smell like the very depths of hell.
And no matter how old he is, he will cackle when you get caught in a haze of it.
That living with the right man feels so warm and safe. Just resting my head on his chest at night knowing that I don’t have to worry about anything was the best thing ever. I never experienced healthy love from a man except with this one.
That balls can get twisted and it’s quite painful for them.
I didn’t know that their balls really do move up and down on their own due to temperature. Taking a hot bath with my husband, he got out first, suddenly I realized his balls were moving up and down several inches.
I was mystified and asked him how he was doing that. The shock when he told me he wasn’t! And then suddenly high school sex Ed came rushing back. I didn’t realize that moved so much! Or so FAST! I figured it would happen over the course of like 5-10 minutes. But those fuckers were going wild bobbing up and down like every 10 seconds!
The lacking amount of pants they own. My husband owns 2 pairs of jeans. That’s it. That what he works in what he does fun in. He’ll wear each pair for three days and on laundry day he just lounges around in shorts. Then complains that his pants are ripping.
Also how they can sleep in just about anything. Like my BIL literally sleeps in jorts every night? Like these jorts are specifically designated sleep pants
My girlfriend says “the amount of paper towels a person can use is much higher than I thought”
Everything must be turned all the way to the max. Ceiling fan? All the way up. Faucets? All the way up. AC? High. Fridge temp? Freeze it all! Lights? If he walked through the room, they’re on. T.V.? The neighbors can hear it down the road. Lawnmower? Burn rubber. Dryer? High heat.
The exception: Thermostat in winter.
Oh. I also never realized bellybutton lint was a real thing.
Edit to add: Didn’t know sneezes could be SO LOUD
Just how much they are either jacking off or pooping
Just how much they like boobs. The number of times I’ve had to yell “Mitts off!” at him is astounding. He’s better now.
That my man truly cares about my happiness, and he tries to make me laugh everyday.
How truly easy they are to keep happy.
The not sitting down to eat. Just eating out of packets/boxes in the kitchen like a raccoon.
I didn’t realize how much men actually value their alone time – sometimes more than you’d expect, even when living together.
All of a sudden I was the social secretary; the official gift chooser for everyone we knew (including his family members); the reminder of things like: if we wanted to go to dinner on a Saturday night that we had to call the restaurant before 6:30 pm; and the one who had to wake up first so that I could wake him up.
Also: the pooping and farting. SO much pooping and farting.