I have a new method for folding laundry: I don’t.
I first got the idea from my older daughter, who would rummage through clean clothes in the laundry baskets, get all her own stuff, and make a pile in her room to either hang up later or wear as she wishes. And I realized: NOBODY CARES if the laundry is folded!
Seriously, this was a very cool epiphany for me. First of all, we always hang up my good clothes and my husband’s good clothes after drying them for just a few minutes, so we don’t have to iron. (David usually does his own load of good clothes and hangs them up himself. Yes, he is a jewel.)
The rest of the laundry consists of towels, underwear, socks, jeans, and my kids’ other clothes. I do fold my husband’s other clothes because he’s the breadwinner who works all day. And I fold the towels.
As for the rest: I make a pile of my kids’ jeans, a pile of their underwear and socks, and a pile of their other clothes. They are responsible for sorting through them to find their own stuff and can either stuff everything in drawers or fold or hang them up themselves. For the most part, it gets stuffed in their drawers. I don’t turn anything right-side-out, I don’t match up their socks, and I don’t try to figure out whose clothes are whose. I match my own socks and make a pile for my own underwear.
I can dispense with an entire week’s worth of clean laundry for four people in 10 minutes using this method.