Ok in the story a disorganized chicken (it there any other kind?) can’t get anything done, so she decides to ask an expert in town. On the first day by the time she finds her shoes (?) it’s too late to make the trip, so she puts her shoes by the bed so she’ll know where they are. On the second day she can’t find a pan to make breakfast, once she finds it she puts it away so that tomorrow she’ll be able to leave bright and early. Etc, etc, etc… until she figures out she doesn’t need an expert, she just needs to clean her house and put everything in it’s place.
Does this sound familiar? I probably read it 45-50 years ago.