I need to preface this post by saying that I absolutely love my husband. He's a wonderful father, husband and provider for our family. But the man certainly knows how to get under my skin and not in a "Oh, I want to rip your clothes off kind of way." The thing of it is, whenever we argue it's always about the same thing. Who does what.
I feel that even though I work full time the bulk of the housework still falls on my shoulders: dusting, sweeping, mopping, laundry, organizing, and straightening up. Also I feel like when we're both home together, I take care of the baby more than he does. He'll sit around and play with her, but he always manages to have an errand to run or have to go to the bathroom right around nap time or when the smell of poop is in the air.
His argument is that he works a lot of overtime, which he does, but he totally wants to. I never ask him to work overtime. The extra money is nice but I would never ask him to give up a day off. He also says that he does do housework, like taking out the garbage, cleaning the bathrooms, cleaning the stove, laundry here and there (which he'll leave in the dryer for 2 days and let it get all wrinkly before he puts it away, unless of course I get to it first which I usually do...you see where the argument goes right?), and big house projects like a blown lightbulb or painting.
Where we really don't see eye to eye is the time frame in which the work needs to get done. He'll let dishes languish in the sink and keep the bathroom unpainted for a week (seriously!). I do my chores weekly, if Andy gets to them in the month he thinks he's a hero. It drives me nuts. But there's no talking to him. He's so convinced that he's Mr. Wonderful, although in his defense he says the same thing about me.
I'd say we have this argument about once a month, we already had it this month, so I'll let you know how it turns around in May.