My favorite is I get the bed all to myself.

No sea shells on the toilet.

Saving a fortune on toilet paper?

Yup. You always see a beach on the toilet, but you never see a toilet on the beach.

Lets see, I have a small list... but the good things about having a mate, in my book, far outweigh this list.

- Less Laundry
- I control the remote
- I control the thermostat
- No one nagging or controlling me
- Don't have to cook if I don't want to some days
- Lower grocery and BEER expense.
- Bathroom stays clean longer.
- I know where my keys and the remote are.
- My dishpan hasn't been used for an oil change.
- I can find the kitchen whisk in the utensil
drawer, not in the garage with paint or cement
on it.
- The food processor or blender haven't been
used to make chum for fishing (actually I have
a separate one exclusive for that purpose).
- The bathroom and kitchen scissors stay sharp
and no longer disappear.

I list all of these with a warm smile as I've grown to appreciate the subtle trademarks of men. In recent years, these little nuisance issues had become little reminders that my man was home ... and I was glad. (I've also learned to keep a fresh dishpan, whisk, funnel, strainer, blender, or whatever in the kitchen and pass the worn or weathered ones to my man for the garage use.)

And now that I am single, I rather miss these telltale reminders that there is a man nearby.