We have the opposite problem. I'll be bustling around, making sure the house is dog proof, getting myself ready (15 minutes, tops), when the kids were little getting them both ready, shutting off all the electronics, lights, etc. My husband will sit playing a video game, and then leisurely get himself ready while the rest of us are waiting in the car.
Infuriating, but I've been living with it for 16 years. It's like he CANNOT mentally get himself ready until after everybody else is. It drives me insane to be sitting in a running car while he's inside shaving or getting dressed and he could have been doing that and/or helping me.
Oh well, he has wonderful qualities too.