03/05/2026
When we moved, I had this cute fantasy that everyone would use the front door. There’s a closet there. It makes sense. It's logical. But no one. Not a single soul uses it.
Everyone barrels in through the back door and just drops their shoes directly into my nervous system..I mean the kitchen. So I did what any burnt out, overstimulated Mom does: I asked nicely. I reminded, I repeated myself 47 times.. then I slowly started losing my mind each time I tripped over a shoe.
So you know what I did? I put a bigger shoe rack exactly where chaos happens. By the back door. Right in my kitchen. Yesterday, my husband goes: "Why did we get a bigger shoe rack? We don’t need that." I'm sorry but we absolutely do. Because here’s the thing no one tells you about ADHD: I don’t need less stuff. I need better systems that work WITH my nervous system, not against it.
And suddenly? No more daily shoe arguments. No more me rage cleaning footwear at 9PM. No more wasting energy on a problem that has a very obvious solution (in my ADHD brain anyway).
Do I now have a big ass shoe rack in my kitchen? Yes I do. Do I give a single f*ck? Absolutely not. It makes my life easier. It makes my brain quieter. It makes my house less chaotic. That's the only metric that matters. So if you come over, please compliment my extremely effective, slightly aggressive life system. ❤️🩹