Dealing with complexity

Ever play the game of "Pick-up Sticks"? I think it was a Milton Bradley game from the 60's. A few dozen color coded sticks, about 8-10 inches long and pointed at one end, came in a can. The game was played by upending the can and letting the sticks fall where they will. Players took turns at attempting to remove sticks from the pile without disturbing any of the others. Points were earned based on the color of the sticks removed successfully. It was challenging game, pitting the forces of chaos against the powers of will and order. Observation, concentration, and dexterity were the requisite skills.
For me, life has seemed like a never ending game of 'Pick-up Sticks.' The complexity of relationships, between people, objects, events, social orders, politics, natural orders, species, environments are all interwoven and delicately connected. Forget what the bible says. If god, exists then he/she/it should be held is responsible. In the beginning, all the stuff in the universe was just dumped out of a can and god said, "Have at it." And the stuff did just that. People are just a collection of sticks and stuff organized together to sort out other sticks and stuff. That is the entire ontology of our existence. Go figure.
Assuming that this ridiculous analogy is in any way revealing of the true nature of things, then it must also follow that we humans, are rewarded with some satisfaction for our ability to organize this loose pile of stuff into something that sustains us. Happiness therefore is founded in our skills and abilities to deal with complexity, and conversely, unhappiness in our lack of ability to handle it.