I think we should go to sem for five years, nap Shabbos afternoon, arrive at the table like a guest and leave dirty clothing everywhere, while the guy works full time, raises the kids, cooks, cleans up, shops, picks up all our dirty stuff (cause we don’t feel like walking it 6 feet over to the laundry basket)…. Get my drift?
On a more serious note, attraction, similar hashkafah, emotional maturity (a biggie), and good middos. That, IMHO, should be the wish list.