I was always struggling with laundry (there were 5 of us) until I came to the realisation that laundry is never really ever "done", it's more of a cycle with there always being some part of it happening. So, all I had to do, was keep on doing the next part, whether that was sorting, washing, drying, ironing/folding or putting away.
I set up a dirty laundry system (cloth bags inside kitchen cupboards on the floor on their side with the doors fastened with lengths of chain so they could only open so far, and didn't fall down on your feet) with whites/lights/brights and darks, and whichever bag was fullest in the morning was the load which got put on. I also instigated a brutal "if it's not in a laundry bag, I'm not washing it" policy (I was more lenient with school uniform) and those people who let stuff build up in piles and then dumped every item of clothing they possessed into the bags had to wait till I was ready to do that washing (H had to take a suitcase of dirty clothes once when we went to visit my parents, and had to ask my mum as we arrived if he could use her washing machine 
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I also put piles of clean washing on everyone's beds and then made it Not My Problem what happened thereafter, and did things like hanging H's work shirts on hangars on the back of his dining chair so that he could navigate hanging them up in the wardrobe amongst his thousands of too small shirts he wouldn't get rid of.
However, now that I'm living by myself, I've discovered Not Ironing, and just folding stuff as neatly as I can. What does help though, is not having too much stuff, whether hanging up, or trying to shove into drawers, and no amount of routines and systems gets round that one IME.