not long after we got married, I came home from work and my husband asked me what was for dinner. I said, "I'm having a sandwich. I don't know what you are having." It took a while, but he is pretty good now - I work more hours at the job and he does more housework than I do and it all works out pretty well. You have to stand your ground. I cook on the weekends but not during the week. I'm lucky my husband can see it that way - less stress.
One of my favorite stories about being married - I used to watch my husband buy avocados. He would buy a bag of avocados, put them on the kitchen counter, and then a week or so later when they were all rotten he would grumble and through them away. This went on quite a while. One day he exploded - "I buy avocados and I buy avocados and nothing ever happens to them!" I asked him what he thought would happen to them, and he shouted "I though guacamole would happen!" After I got up from the floor, where I collapsed from laughing, I said guacamole doesn't happen, you have to make it, and I showed him how. Isn't that a funny story?