When I get like that I can't stand for my shit to be out of place, mostly because I feel like the need to control something, although I'm not normally like that.
In that case, just keep your shit out of my room - keep it in yours, and I'm cool with it. Otherwise:
But no worries, after the stress is over, it passes, and my room looks like a hurricane again. Whewwwwwwwww!!!!!