I know where everything is, which is the important thing. As long as I can keep track of everything, it doesn't matter how messy it is. This is the excuse I use to not tidy up, because it'd probably take me a very long time to do so, and it'd only get messy again. I didn't have much growing up, so in my adult life I've overcompensated a bit and now I have more stuff than I know what to do with. My living space probably looks to an outsider like a small tornado passed through it. But it's cozy, and I know where it all is.