I once witnessed a rug washing incident when I was staying with friends that really encapsulated all the drama of this issue.
scene
Enter living room, big rug that smells weird on the floor.
man: I’ll air it outside
(rug left outside in rain, gets very wet, taken down, left in pile on outside decking)
women present eye rug, say nothing. 3 days pass.
man returns rug to living room floor.
woman 1: I think that rug still smells a bit tbh
man: well I hung it out the other day so it should be fine
women look at each other, man looks angry and sad
Man goes out on sunny day, two women wash the rug and hang it out.
man returns, sees rug on line, is sad.
women return rug to the floor
man sulks, picks stupid fight about something else. Says he feels like he can’t do anything right.
it literally was like a play it was absolutely ridiculous. So much repressed emotion over a fucking rug. Afterwards I spoke to the wife involved and she said she was so fed up of having to explain the specific steps involved in housekeeping tasks AND THEN having to manage her husbands emotions about whether he’d done a good job that she has just stopped and was trying to let him work it out by himself but then he’d get really offended if she ever was critical about what he’d done. But it was stuff like - have you given our children any food today? Did you get any loo roll cos you used it all up? Etc etc
he is quite an extreme case and I know there are lots of men who do not have these issues but it was painful to see and draining just to be present while it was going on.