I'm always complaining about my family members not cleaning up their dirty clothes. I don't understand why it's so difficult for them to get their things off the floor and put them in the hamper.
Well, today my husband had a brilliant solution to the problem. I walked into my bedroom and looked up. Hanging from the ceiling fan, was a pair of underwear, an undershirt, and a pair of socks.
"Really?" I said.
My husband came in with a huge grin on his face. "They're not on the floor, are they?"
He had a point. But I bet it took a lot longer to get those things on the fan, than it would've taken to walk over to the hamper and toss them in!