I so understand what you're saying. Hubby was the same way until about the 15 year mark. I don't know what it was, but he's learned to appreciate me more. I was going out of town alot, and demanding that I return to the house the way that it was when I left it. He used the excuse, "I work." Well, I came back with, "I work too." HMMM. After about a year of me leaving town and him having more responsibility, he even helps with breakfast on Saturday mornings! It's kinda wild, actually.

There is hope. You'll pick that battle hopefully where something, somewhere clicks. Afterwards, it can be a pretty good place to be in.

I wish you so much luck.

KD