I wear my Oscar the Grouch Xmas tee a lot starting in November up until my Bday (a few days before Xmas). I hate 90% of holiday songs. I sound cranky 🤣
Listening to Barbara Streisand's 1967 Christmas album: www.amazon.com/Christmas-Album-Barbra-Streisand/dp/B0000024TV?tag=mumsnetforu03-21 while stringing stale popcorn for garland before my brother would eat it and staying up late into the night wrapping/assembling my brother's gifts with my mom on Xmas Eve are my best childhood Xmas memories.
DH and I are atheists so Xmas is about end of year celebration with some traditional rituals thrown in. Our friends celebrate and include us in their holiday celebrations whether Hanukkah, Christmas, winter solstice, etc. - we bring dishes, celebrate time with loved ones, and help clean up.
DH and I share in all of our decorating (minimalist) from outdoor to indoor. We make an event of each decorating endeavor - house lights/get the tree and water it one night, indoor decorating and tree decorating the next night. We drink cocktails, dance, sing and decorate.
We buy presents independently for each other - DH knows me well and puts a lot of thought in and I listen throughout the year noting things he mentions he'd like to have (cheat sheet b/c he mentions too much to remember). We shop for gifts for our parents as a team and wrap our own parent's presents and we take them to the post together (it is a ritual that ends with lunch out). We make an evening of wrapping presents for each other - we box them in separate rooms and convene in our Florida room for wrapping/embellishing bragging about our wrapping skills as we go. We fill stockings for each other and our big dog babies every year (the dogs love it as much as we do). The stocking stuffers are not Xmas branded items but are practical, edible, or whimsical (e.g. tennis balls/bones/toys for dogs; fancy chocolates, jewelry, homemade art, skin care, iTunes/Xbox cards, movie tickets, etc. for us).
We shop for food, I prep/cook, he cleans. Xmas dinner is 10ish homemade items from turkey to cranberry sauce. We have a galley kitchen - I am small in stature with big feet and he's a giant bag with giant feet so we can't work in the space together (if I want to keep my toes). He sweeps/vacuums/dusts et al while I cook and clean up the prep area. He sets the table, we eat, and then he cleans up after the meal.
I make the pies, he cleans up, and then he eats pie late at night and gets heartburn. I administer heartburn meds post cleanup in anticipation and heading off of pouting.
If it isn't 50/50 it is damn close.
I grew up watching traditional families have holidays where the moms/grandmas/aunts ran around like maniacs trying to do/be everything for everyone while dads/grandpas/uncles sat on their asses and it pissed me off. So I refuse to repeat what I witnessed.
However, DH and I are at the 25yr mark with no kids and 42yrs/44yrs old so maybe not having kids is Wifework Teflon (for most Wifework)?