I might have mentioned on my Facebook page this week something about chaos.
I like to be challenged off and on. I also love my ruts. Ruts are good. They are peaceful. There is never anything unexpected in my ruts.
I can go long periods of time and never think twice when I'm there. The house is clean. It's quiet. I have plenty of "me" time. I know what is going to happen next and at what time.
Occasionally Chaos pays a visit. When Chaos arrives, he doesn't knock quietly and come in for a cup of coffee. He disrupts every single part of my daily life. I need structure. Schedules. Timelines. I need to know what happens next. Chaos doesn't see it that way.
Chaos can appear sweet and innocent.