I've been accused in the past of being a piler. And, to be fair, I do have a tendency to pile things.
One of the things I pile most often is clothes; to me, clothes have three states: clean, dirty, and inbetween. Inbetween covers the pair of shorts you throw on after work, but really only wear about 3 hours before you go to bed. They're not CLEAN, so you're not going to fold them and put them back in the dresser (because, of course, they'd contaminate the clean clothes), but they're not really dirty, either, and you'll probably wear them again in the reasonably near future (or at least before you wash clothes again). So, yeah, they don't go in the dirty clothes either, because then THEY'D be contaminated.
So they get piled on (in my case) the cedar chest at the foot of my bed!
Well, I just discovered that I am NOT a piler. I am merely making use of my chestdrobe. Which is not the same as a chiffarobe, to the best of my knowledge....
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