I have increasingly had this issue with my dh. My situation is somewhat different in that I’m disabled, have slow recovery from 2 big surgeries and am chronically ill. Since before Christmas he’s done pretty much bugger all at the weekend. He works in a full on job. I am way too ill to work.
This time of year is very hard on my body. Instead of stepping up, dh has lazed in bed, watched copious amounts of football and if I’ve complained he’s gone ape or told me I should be grateful it isn’t golf. If he’s done anything it has been on his terms such taken dd out for the day to see a football match - in the private expensive bit, bells and whistles.
By the end of last week I was on my knees. I’m talking depleting my energy resources to zero, been regularly collapsing plus starting to get non epileptic seizures that I hadn’t has since before the surgeries. I had a panic attack on Thursday. He was like wood. We’ve been having the conversation for weeks that I need help from, I’m not coping. His response has been I do nothing, all he wants from me is to do stuff. He is my slave and resource. Generally being really really vile and going on about how he’s out of the house for 50 hours. He does do more than your dh I’m sure as I’m disabled. Still I manage somehow to make dinner for dd, food at the weekend and maybe 3 times a week in the evening for him (he likes to cook for himself) and both their packed lunches, and do a lot of the life stuff. He does the paperwork as my brain cannot function well enough (brain fog).
Cruelly he left me stuck on the floor Thursday in a panicked mess for about 10 mins before helping me to the sofa (both unable to lie down, stand up or talk). On Friday I went absolutely ape shit at him. I told him he needed to stop playing football on Saturdays, which went down like a lead balloon. (Dd (11) btw has been copying him, refusing to help with the puppy she begged to have and saying I don’t care about dh, I think he’s my slave etc. He didn’t pull her up on it either.)
I then told him if he didn’t want to stop playing, he had to get up and walk the dogs before football and do things not just for himself all the time. That day I wrote him an email stating what I need help with. I made it quite positive, flattering his strengths (he’s such a child) then listed everything I do regularly including all the physio I have etc. I totted this up to around 40 hours. This doesn’t include ad hoc things like family holidays, school holidays, Christmas etc.
Saturday and Sunday he got up early and walked the dogs. He made a fair stab at doing things although he did get pissed off at me as well. I think there’s a base to work on though. He’s so angry. Probably because he’s stuck with an ill wife instead of the fun one he married.
I know this is really long. But I wanted to give you context that sometimes life has to hit crisis point for these rigid men to see what is in front of their eyes.