You know you've married the right man when you can say:
I didn't get the paper this morning.
Me: It's raining and I think there is frog outside the door.
Him: Okay. I'll get it.
He totally understands. You hate rain and especially frogs.
You know you've married the right man when he says to you:
Please. Don't try to cook anymore. Let me do it.
He understands. You suck at cooking and you absolutely hate it. He, of course, is brilliant at it and loves it. Win win.
You know you've married the right man when he says:
Go. Go on the trip with your girlfriend. I don't mind. I'll hold down the fort.
So even though he hates to travel and do things outside of his comfort zone you forgive him for not going with you and love him anyway; because he's not holding you back.
You really know you've married the right man when he says:
If you want me to, I can wash my own clothes.
And he knows just how much you hate the never-ending laundry pile. Though you don't let him because he does way too much for you already.