At the grocery store:
you wish there was a couch/rest area halfway through, and that they served cold beveridges.
if an item is on the bottom shelf, you seriously contemplate if your REALLY need it.
you're considering getting a dog to clean up the floor after ds's meals (he's a toddler) so you don't have to pick it up.
you're trying to teach your 2yo to pick up clothes for you off the floor so you can get dressed in the morning. You seriously contemplate wearing whatever he comes back with.
when your dh complains of a tummy ache... you respond "Oh yeah, try growing a child in the middle of your intestines!"
you know exactly how many times you can "not flush" in the middle of the night and still not clog the toilet.
For once in our married and co-habitating life, I'm the one sleeping in just a cami, covered with just a sheet. He's the one with pjs on, covered up to his ears w/ the sheet, a down comforter, and the cat-hair-covered quilt...because I've got the a/c cranked and the ceiling fan on high (it's usually the other way around all winter, he's part polar bear, i swear).