You’re,
Probably in your jammies or you slept in workout clothes
You’ve got “rooster” hair and raccoon eyes and you don’t smell like a rose
You played Candy Crush Saga until midnight, or one
It’s amazing how the time just flies when you’re havin’ fun
You’ve got eight loads of laundry to wash and to dry
Appointments to make and groceries to buy
Your kid missed the bus and was late for his class
You’re thankful that thoughts about home schooling pass
‘Cause if YOU were in charge of the lesson plan
You’d end up with a guy not knowing a damn 
Your car’s in the drive-way ‘cause the garage is full of stuff
Someday you'll learn when enough is enough
You’ve got dishes from dinner and yesterday’s lunch
Your checkbook reveals a financial crunch
You’ve got every book written on the subject of order
To the point that you’re starting to look like a hoarder
From Kondo and Cilley to Martha and me
You just can’t decide what’ll work perfectly 
So here’s my suggestion, get a shower and dress
Fix your hair, a little make-up and don’t leave a mess
Then look at your calendar on the square for today
Decide what’s for dinner, make your bed and go play
Not on the computer, get outside and get air
The Internet stuff will always be there
‘Cause today needs YOU in it, YOU’RE what life’s all about
Don’t try to get organized, just do it and get out 
Love,
P.S. 
Oh and one more thing, if you liked my poem, you'll love my latest book, The Joy of Being Disorganized.