God, yes, thanks for writing it down like that. It’s a shitshow of wife work. Then on Xmas day he’ll put on his chef’s hat, cook the dinner I bought and everyone will coo over what a fucking marvel he is.
If he's cooking he can plan and shop for it. You're not a mind reader to know what to chuck in the online basket.
Tbh, DH would happily do more, but I am anal about having the presents look half-decent, so I won't let him wrap anything that goes under the tree or to decorate it, as it would look truly awful
And is it the end of the world if they don't all look perfect. What if your child(ren) wrapped would you redo it? And why does it have to be to your standards, doesn't his count?
Bit harsh on the kids though, when Santa doesn’t show, eh
You can still do stuff for the dc's, as a joint effort (assuming your together) and stop all the other time-wasting crap. The waste of time crap isn't going to stop them from having presents. Food in, tree up, presents that's all they care about.
Ok, the first time they walk in from school and a Christmas decoration shop explosion in the house, they are awed. But come on even they after a few days stop taking notice. Without all that, they still have an awesome time. And they really don't care that great aunt Doris thousands of miles away who they met once ten years ago got a card or not. But then I don't remember people I haven't seen in years and wouldn't send one anyway.