I do the laundry in our house. Wash, dry, fold, and deliver to everyone's bed. My wife's pile will stack up and she'll just put in on the floor on her side of the bed. Then she'll dig through it looking for stuff to wear, which turns it into a pile of clean clothes (clean, until the dog decides its more comfortable than her dog bed). Her side is next to the door, so I have to walk past/through it to get out of the room in the morning, which means I will trip over her clothes or the dog in the dark room most mornings.
Meanwhile, all my clothes are put away, but she harps on me because I have a habit of leaving dresser drawers open (which she never has to walk past or trip on, just look at). Maybe it is the piles of folded laundry inside that really bothers her.