Something I myself have learned after being married for almost four months:
No matter how much I nag, bitch, or complain about it, David will never, ever be able to put dirty clothes in the hamper.
They go on top of it.
They go on the floor next to it.
They go on the spare bedroom bed.
They do not, however, go in the hamper.
I have come to this realization after much resistance...sigh...but I will just resign myself to picking up these clothes and putting them in the hamper myself...
Secret to a successful marriage?? I think so. :)