So my landlord drops by, unnanounced, -
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! Okay, sorry. Moving right along.
My house is in a complete uproar, because a roommate has just moved back in. It’s complete chaos. But landlord didn’t even blink. Just told me about the rent increase ($6) and gave me a tax receipt, then left.
Which leads me to believe I’ve hit the Optimum Chaos Level. There are two of them. 1) is no or light chaos. A place for everything and everything in its place. (“It could happen!” - Judy Tenuta)
- 100% Pure Overwhelming Chaos, the sort of chaos that is so obviously caused by Major Life Upheaval that, combined with a dirty sweater, house pants and a slightly bedraggled expression, lets people know, “I’m not this much of a slob; this is due to circumstances beyond my control.”
What do you think?