Friday poll! How are the chores split up at your house, and why?
Aziz isn’t allowed to answer because Aziz is Superdad, and if he says anything we’ll all be grumbling “He has a beard and he cooks” whenever our husbands complain about helping out, forever and aye.
I do just about everything housekeeping-wise: shop-cook-clean-organize-dolaundry. Husband takes out the garbage and the recycling if I remind him. This is mostly out of habit–when we got married I didn’t want to seem like the hapless khawagayya so I became a domestic overachiever. (Ie, no maids. Those of you who know what it takes to scrub down an apt and cook for 10 in a third-world country can appreciate what this means.) Husband, though very egalitarian, was too wise to complain about this arrangement, and here we are. 
