Banging my head against a brick wall (metaphorically, of course)

Today's lesson was more of a reminder: no matter how many times I ask/remind/nag, there are some things my husband will never do. At least, not consistently.

Somewhere at the top of the list is putting his dirty socks in a washing basket. In our house, the basket has always lived in our upstairs bedroom and hubby always discards his socks downstairs, in the living room or even the kitchen.

So I got a second clothes basket, which I put in the laundry downstairs in the hope that the closer proximity would encourage more basket deposits.

Irritatingly, I often now discover the dirty socks on the floor right beside the basket.

And I still find them huddled in their original hiding spots in the living room and kitchen.

Incidentally, the hiding place in the photo is between two decorative baskets on the shelf of our coffee table.

When pressed, he explains the reason for stuffing them in there is to avoid having dog hair from the floorboards stick to the soles after he's taken his shoes off.

My question: can he not see the hair that's also on the shelf there, between the baskets??