When I did so, The Husband was so very happy with the result that he swore he was a reformed man and that from that day forward things "would be different." And then proceeded to ask me EVERY day, like a proud little boy, if I noticed how clean he was keeping his closet.
I would acknowledge that I had noticed and how pleased I was with his efforts. And then, last night...as I was getting ready for bed, I saw that he had just left his sneakers in the middle of the closet floor.
I saw that he was snoozing on the couch, as is his wont at that time of night, and I just couldn't resist...so I left this tableau for him to find and went to bed.
|And that's how the road to chaos starts. :-)|
So this morning, as I was brushing my teeth, he casually tossed out that he had to laugh when he walked into his closet last night. I nearly choked on my toothpaste! But, I noticed, those shoes were put neatly away.