I should have caution tape. When I came home last night from having an after-rehearsal drink* with the theatre peeps, I found THIS** pile on MY side of the bedroom:
*I had a Delerium Tremens and also lots of olives, bread, and french fries. Dinner! Delightful conversation! I'm social!!
**Note: I took this picture this morning. Because the Man apparently enjoys cave-living, this is as bright as the bedroom ever gets. Sometimes I feel like a mole.
***Avalanches like this can occur when instead of folding clothes and laying them in piles you shove them all in a tiny space in the top of the closet and then take out each individual piece like Jenga.
The Man did say he would pick up the pile. I asked if he would do it all at once of if he would just wear one avalanche-shirt a day until they were all gone...
Only time will tell.