I find that I have a great affinity for a chaotic work environment--so long as the chaos is entirely self-created. In other words, if it's my mess, fine. If it's someone else's mess, it enrages me.
Luckily my little studio space allows me to be as chaotic as I want to.
This is the sight that greeted me this afternoon, my banding wheel topped by an upturned vase caught midway through the glazing process. (That vase is giving me fits, by the way. I want to get it done, but I want it to be perfectly done. This is always a dilemma for me.)