Well about the laundry - we sleep in separate bedrooms (he snores like a chainsaw) so I just throw his unfolded crap onto his bed which drives him nuts, that is how I get even. With me, if he doesn't like how I do things, I tell him to do it himself. When we first got married he didn't like how I folded his stuff so I quit. He didn't like certain things I bought at the store, so he inherited the shopping (for a while anyway), see where this pattern is going, he learned quickly so he doesn't gripe about stuff too much. He really is a sweetie, though and I don't really have a whole lot to complain about even after all these years.