We go through a cycle in our lives. When we're born, we have no concept of tidying up. As we grow, and we're taught to clean up after ourselves, we find that everything has its place, and we start to take pride in the appearance of our homes. Then, we have children, and everything changes.
There is now no longer any value in having intricate filing systems, specific bins for specific types of waste, drawers that are only supposed to have one kind of clothing in them, or even the expectation of a clean floor. Your child is a tornado, tearing through your house daily and leaving it in disarray. You slowly accept that there's no purpose in trying to tidy anything anymore; it will all be out of order and in the wrong place again tomorrow whatever you do. In that way, you've regressed back into childhood yourself!