But we husbands are supposed to feel guilty that we only do our share of the work instead of all the work. While we're lying under the car with oil and grease and crud dripping into our faces, making sure the vehicle is safe for the family, we are supposed to feel guilty that our wives are inside, putting clothes in a machine and pushing a button. While we're up on a ladder, risking our lives to paint the house so our family won't be embarrassed when visitors come, we are supposed to feel guilty that our wives are inside, putting dishes in a machine and pushing a button. While we're out in the freezing cold, sawing away at a pile of logs so the family can spend a cozy evening in front of a roaring fire, we are supposed to feel guilty that our wives are inside, putting food in a machine and pushing a button. I hope none of the foregoing is construed as a complaint.
Some jobs are better suited for men, others for women.
For instance, because women have a gene that men do not, they can load 1.7 times more dishes into a dishwasher than we can. It's a scientific fact. Men, for our part, are better qualified to work on cars, a fact that dates back to when God took a rib from Adam to create Eve. In His wisdom, he took the rib that otherwise would be bruised on the fender when man changes spark plugs. In fact, where auto problems are concerned, women just don't grasp the procedure.