Spring must be here; the sweaters are folded

Hello!
My name is Kimberly, and today, I would like to introduce you to Neurosis #249, "Folded Sweaters."
They don't actually have to look like this all the time. During the winter, in fact, this portion of the closet is a clusterfuck, all kinds of sleeves and torsos hanging over the side and this way and that. There's no rhyme or reason to it, and the separation of Kimberly and Brian is tenuous.
But once spring comes around, and the sweaters go into hibernation, I have to fold them. I must fold them. They have to be folded perfectly, and stacked as such. There is a very separate space for mine and Brian's sweaters; they are stacked by sweater or sweatshirt; those worn more often are at the tops of their stacks; and fabric density is taken into account. The sweater algorithm is not a complex thing, but for me, when spring arrives, it is a necessity.
The best part is that they will look like this for a full six months. Perfection for a full half-year. Good stuff, people. Good stuff.