My husband and I love each other a lot, but sometimes he’s a slob. I’ll come home and see his clothes draped on our sectional sofas. For a while, I told him, “Honey, please fold your stuff up or put it in the hamper.” Then, it became more like “Why is your stuff sitting all over the sofas and loveseats?” And eventually this “nagging” became full fledged arguments about space, what he has to do at work, and why it’s not a big deal to leave his clothes everywhere.
So I read about how to train a messy husband. It said that you train a husband like an animal – with positive reinforcement. You can’t tell them something and when they don’t do it get mad at them; no one likes that. You praise them for what they do right and lead by example.
So when my husband folded his shirt and left it on the sofas and loveseats, I said, “Honey, thank you for folding your shirt.” And when I came back to look at the living room, he had folded the other articles of clothing that had gathered over the entertainment centers and sectional sofas.
It’s a long process, but it’s beginning to work. I just have to be patient.