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Same old fight, 15 years into this relationship. She wants us to clean up the place more often, I want to clean up the place much less often.

I think it's finally dawning on her this isn't some sort of sexist bullshit either.

She cracked out a calendar and was like, let's take turns on something that's acceptable to both of us. The daily essentials, no problem, divided. And that is where the good times ended. Now is the fight.