My husband is brilliant in a lot of ways. Very hands on, will take time off work to help with school run if needed, does most bed times, will tidy up etc. Offers to cook from time to time, although he's not very good at it, so I don't mind doing that. I work part time so I'm also quite happy doing the lions share.
BUT.
He has a habit of doing half a job. So he will tidy all the kids toys away, but then not hoover, despite the fact that we're ankle deep in crumbs and bits of playdough and whatever shit the kids have chucked about.
He'll do the washing up, and then wipe down the draining board but never cleans the sink (often leaving a coating of slime all over it from emptying the washing up bowl) or wipes over the worktops, so I end up having to do it.
He'll stick a wash load on but never empty the machine afterwards.
I don't know why he does those things, I can only assume that he either gets halfway through it and thinks "that'll do" or genuinely can't see that wiping grease and bit of food and much into the sink then means that the sink needs cleaning.
He does all the bins and recycling, but never thinks to empty the kitchen bin on collection day. Our main black bin gets collected once a fortnight, and it drives me mad to see the kitchen bin overflowing on a Tuesday - it just strikes me as pointless when the rubbish is collected that day!
He will also do random jobs that aren't really necessary like cutting back the jungle that is our garden, in the middle of November, when it would be far more helpful if he wiped the bathroom round or folded the clothes.
But he is very good in so many ways that it really feels wrong to get upset about it. And if I do, he then gets upset that I don't appreciate the stuff he does do.
Like, the other week he had some time off work. He was really proud because he'd cleaned the bathroom. He'd cleaned the floor, the window sill and the tiles around the shower. It looked great. But he hadn't touched the bath or toilet. I still had to stick my hand down it and scrub away with the bleach to get the toilet bowl white again. He just didn't get it, he'd worked so hard, and while I appreciated that, it actually didn't help me all that much.
Bless him though, he's lovely really.