I do think that whatever balance is achieved, is the private business of those involved. Just like having kids or not, choice of religion, or not, career choices, housing choices, family involvement, vacations, and everything else.
But that's not to say we aren't programmed from the get-go into certain standards. And not just by parents. We have a good friend, a female in a STEM career, who opened my eyes to how much our elementary schools reinforce these norms, even while having formal programs to so the opposite. It comes habitually to the language teachers use when talking about childrens' future; in the books that are displayed and kids are steered toward; and a hundred other ways. It is quite frustrating for her when people are mindlessly defaulting to these cultural norms. As a guy in STEM, I can barely imagine what it would be like to have to fight through that on top of being teased as a "geek."
I just know I'm absolutely rubbish at laundry. Sweaters get shrunk. Bras go in the dryer. Disaster happens. I'm a jeans (shorts, in Texas) and T-shirt guy. I learned to handle that. The rest is somehow encrypted, and I don't have the key.
Cooking is a different matter. I have a lot of interest in it, and, apparently, I'm not so bad at it. And, hallelujah for smokers! We're in the middle of BBQ heaven, and when we sit down for a meal somewhere, I think "how would I do this"?
I can be a messy chef, but DW and DS let me run amok, because we all enjoy the output.
I am also definitely in charge of "removal of vermin from the house," by order of Herself. Although, I now have two feline assistants in that department, again. I just have to interrupt their fun to make sure their toy isn't stingy, poisonous, or something we would rather grant amnesty to and escort outside.
Garbage is definitely granted to me, too, although DS is the appointed assistant. As supervisor, it seems my job is mainly to be whined at during the process.