[jkhdigital]

My childhood household had a pattern where the dishes would be done within an hour or two of eating dinner, sometimes a bit later, but of course always before everyone goes to bed.

My wife sometimes does most of the dishes before she even starts eating. If I followed the customs of the home I grew up in, my wife would end up doing the dishes every single meal before I even get to the sink. Obviously I have learned to adapt to the situation, but my point is that it’s a bit unfair to characterize every mismatch in expectations as evidence of abject filth and slobbery on the part of the husband.