CHAOS (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome)

Oh, is that the proper name for it. And it's a syndrome? Well, that makes me feel better, much much better. You mean I'm not the only one in the world who tries to actually look 10 times larger when I'm answering the door so no-one can see through to the mess behind me. And I'm not the only one who breaks into a cold sweat when someone on the phone says: "How about I come right over to your place."

Even worse when I was working from home and had a client or corporate appointment to set up. "Uh. How about we meet for coffee somewhere? Uh. What about the local library, in one of their quiet little reference room areas?"

All right, I'll check it out 'Spawman. But if this doesn't work, or even worse, if it means more mental clutter/complications dealing with daily "messages" that I have to read or delete or whatever, and the ROI* isn't tiptop then I'm coming right over there and doing my worst! "Confiscated! No more Vegemite for you, my boy!"

Helen * ROI = return on investment