Backstory: I sprained my ankle this weekend and have been couch-bound pretty much all week.
Today we were just sitting on the couch. Fi looks around and says, "This apartment is disgusting." And yep, he's right. It's messy up in here.
Me: "Hon, you know why that is?"
Fi: "Because you hurt yourself."
Me: "And you realize now that I do a sweep around the house every afternoon, picking up your beer bottles and dishes."
Fi: "Well yeah, but that's fair because I clean the bathroom on the weekends."
Me: "You know... you could just not leave a trail of trash behind you."
Fi: "But that's how we do things. I make most of the mess, and you do most of the cleaning."
^^ Granted, he could barely keep a straight face for this last part! He know's he's in trouble. He's right that he tends to do more of the "heavy cleaning:" tub, bathroom, stove burners. I do all the everyday cleaning (as evidenced by the fact that the apartment goes to hell in a hand basket when I can't walk), shopping, cooking, and laundry except folding. Fi always folds. Whoever doesn't cook does the dishes. So he definitely helps a lot! He is just a Messy Bessy, too.
Anybody else have a really clear line about who does what? Or do you just pitch in for whatever needs doing? We have our general division of labor, but I do wish Fi would just be better at not making the mess in the first place!
ETA: Poor Fi is afraid I made him sound like a terrible person (and super messy). So I just want to clarify this post is light hearted and he does help with cleaning.
"I'm not a rude bitch. I'm ten rude bitches in a large coat."