It is a relief, though, having him taking responsibility for alternating weeks of groceries/dinners. Often it's more the mental work of it that chafes than the actual time/effort of shopping/cooking. Weird.
Given my obsession with…
Given my obsession with housework, it's not surprising that I enjoyed this post (and its comments): How to Be a Feminist Boyfriend. The most interesting part is paying attention to various kinds of mental work, I think. And I say this duly noting that Kevin does pretty much all the financial mental work in our household, and I have no idea how that compares effort/time-wise with the housekeeping mental work I do...