Spouse is a bit short-sighted and also a bit clumsy.
He's away today and when I ate a boiled egg for breakfast I noticed that one of the two egg cups is badly chipped and cracked. I felt so fed up of all the chipped crockery that just gets put back in the cupboard, so I threw it away.
But replacing stuff is also hard work. Choosing things online - there are just hundreds and thousands of different egg cups - or going off shopping in the city for replacement.. The local shops won't have much.
It's the really tiny things that can feel dispiriting. I hate living in a house full of old broken stuff but I also hate the energy involved in doing replacing. (It would be so much easier to be totally oblivious to the increasing decay and destruction like Spouse, but it's another boring aspect of 'wifework' to be the one who ends up noticing and doing such chores.)
The quest for two matching unchipped egg cups begins.