I surrender. I give up. I am waving the white flag. Dan has outlasted me. His clothes are piled a mile high is the crib that is still up in our bedroom, and he seems to enjoy that set up. He even separated the massive mountain into functional piles! However, I am selling the crib and I can't have people come to look at it with Dan's laundry (albeit clean) filling the crib. So, after I post this, I am tackling it. I have learned my lesson: Dan is lazy.
Dan, too, has learned a lesson: empty your own damn pockets. He learned this the hard way after I washed his wallet (not intentionally). I have now been "banned" from washing his uniform. Is that all it took to get him to do his own laundry?????