My husband left his shoes in the middle of the living room floor. I saw them last night- they are hard to miss. He’s a tall guy and he wears big shoes. So, instead of tripping over them, I picked them up

One day, after yet another near-trip over his shoes, I decided enough was enough. Instead of simply putting them away, I left them exactly where they were, right in the middle of the living room floor. I wanted him to see firsthand the inconvenience his carelessness caused.

When he returned home that evening, he stumbled over his shoes, nearly falling in the process. I watched silently from the kitchen, waiting to see his reaction. To my surprise, instead of cursing or grumbling, he simply chuckled to himself and picked them up, placing them neatly by the door.

Later that night, as we sat together on the couch, I finally broached the subject. I explained how his habit of leaving his shoes scattered around the house had been bothering me, and how I had hoped he would take the hint when I started putting them away for him.