That’s fair, and I was oversimplifying a bit; there are definitely things that are specific to her or me, that we’ve either talked about, or settled into a natural division of labour.

Dishes? Yeah that’s both of us. Often she ends up loading the dishwasher, I end up emptying it, but not always. Litter box? That’s a me problem, she can’t handle the smell. Weeding the garden? That’s a her problem, I couldn’t give a fuck