"He who does not think himself worth saving from poverty and ignorance by his own efforts, will hardly be thought worth the efforts of anybody else." -- Frederick Douglass, Self-Made Men (1872)
I had to do all the housework when I was a kid. I don't do any of it now because my wife is a neat freak and I'm a slob so she doesn't like how I do it. (apparently arranging all the empty beer cans into a huge beer-amid is not really "cleaning" in her world. )
I know how to clean just fine. But my wife can't do those jobs that are traditionally "men's jobs" at all. If something needs fixing or replacing or maintenance, it's on me every time.
And she is not averse to inventing those jobs from time to time herself and then tossing in the fallacious "we" in every request.
"I don't like that ceiling fan. I think we should change it!"
"I think the bathroom would look better if we painted it hot pink"
"I think we should get a new oven, that one burns everything"
"We should replace these cabinets, they don't match my purse."
"We should move the stairs from the left side of the house to the right side of the house"