Confusion Retired

Tupperware tops and socks that are single,
can mess up our order and plans.
Purses where coins and snacks intermingle,
no travel--lost keys for cars or vans.

A nicely matched outfit is out of the question;
can't locate what should go with what.
It's enough to cause indigestion,
or uncontrolled butterflies in the gut.

Where is the guru of order and sane-ness,
to untangle the chaotic results?
An antidote for the vexing inane-ness,
that intellect and upbringing insults.

While we may claim a leaf turning over,
confusion and disorder relieved,
goods and plans of homebody or rover,
can order at last be achieved?