I Labeled My Shoe Bins and Accidentally Discovered Boundaries:

Footwear, feelings, and the shocking truth about what you actually want in your hallway.

🎵 [Imaginary Theme Music: slightly dramatic string pluck, then twinkly squirrel flourish]

Hi. I’m Angela. Queen of Focus-ish.
And I’m here to tell you about the moment I labeled my shoe bins… and accidentally discovered a boundary I didn’t know I needed.

It started with a hallway.

Specifically, the hallway that had become a lawless frontier of footwear.
There were hiking boots from optimism.
Heels from events I didn’t actually attend.
One glittery sandal I don’t even remember owning.

And I thought to myself: “I’ll just organize this.”
That was the first lie.

Because what actually happened is that I started thinking about who those shoes belonged to.

Not just physically, like “those are my partner’s”, but energetically.
Some of them were shoes I bought for versions of myself I thought I should be.

The chic conference queen.
The Pinterest Burner in mile-high boots maximalist.
The person who wears shoes with laces regularly, like a responsible citizen.

And as I sat there, holding a leopard print boot in one hand and a roll of label tape in the other, I had the weirdest realization:

This hallway needs boundaries.
And so do I.

So I made four bins:

• Me
• Cody
• Other Grown Human (Glen)
• Costumes & Regrets

I labeled them. I lined them up.
And suddenly… I felt taller.
Not just because the heels were off the floor, but because something shifted.

👠 Here’s the truth:

We think clutter is just stuff.
But sometimes, it’s evidence of where we’re saying “yes” when we meant “maybe,”
or “sure” when we meant “NO THANK YOU PLEASE LEAVE YOUR SHOES AT THE DOOR.”

So now, my hallway is clear.
My bins are labeled.
My soul feels… moderately empowered.

And every time someone asks, “Where should I put my shoes?”
I point to the bin.
Smile.
And say:

“That one’s for you. The rest are mine.”

Boundaries. They’re not just for people anymore.
They’re for hallways.
And footwear.
And expectations.

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Next episode: I try to label my emotional baggage and end up sorting my inbox from 2011.

Until then — protect your space.
Label your bins.
And wear the shoes that feel like you.

🐿️✨

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🎙️ Prequel Episode

What Even Is a Doom Pile?

Spoiler: it’s not trash… it’s delayed decisions, emotional luggage, and at least one hot glue gun.

🎵 [Imaginary Intro music: whimsical, slow build with soft squirrel chatter and the sound of something toppling over]

Hi. I’m Angela. Queen of Focus-ish.
And before we spiral further into this podcast… we need to talk about something important:

Doom piles. Didn’t Organize Only Moved

No, not the kind you see in fantasy shows where a dragon guards a pit of bones.

We’re talking real-life, everyday, lovingly-ignored-but-slightly-judged-by-guests doom piles.

Let me explain.

✨ A Doom Pile. Defined: Didn’t Organize Only Moved

A doom pile is a stack of deferred decisions.
It’s not trash. It’s not clutter. It’s… limbo.

I learned about it on a random Instagram scroll day. The words lit up in my brain as I watched in awe. Didn’t Organize Only Moved. Doom pile. Yes, that’s what I have everywhere.

It’s:

• That bag you brought in from the car but never unpacked
  
  
• That stack of papers labeled “URGENT” in 2019
  
  
• A bunch of objects placed together not because they belong together… but because you couldn’t deal with them separately
  
  

Doom piles are sacred.
They’re where ADHD, perimenopause, and creative brain energy all collide like glitter in a tornado.

🧠 Why We Have Doom Piles (ADHD Edition)

Because ADHD brains often struggle with:

• Object permanence ("If I put it away, will I ever see it again?”)
  
  
• Time blindness ("That was three months ago??")
  
  
• Decision fatigue ("Keep, donate, toss, cry, scream?")
  
  
• And executive dysfunction ("This item now weighs 400 emotional pounds")
  
  

So we pause.
We place.
We promise ourselves:

“I’ll come back to this when I’m in the right headspace.”

Spoiler: that headspace doesn’t exist.

🔥 Why Midlife & Menopause Make It Worse

Because on top of the usual executive overload, now we’re:

• Forgetting why we walked into the room
  
  
• Sweating for no reason
  
  
• Feeling overwhelmed by the memory of a sock
  
  

Hormones? Chaos.
Focus? Fragile.
But doom piles? Oh, they wait. Patiently. Looming. Judgmental. And also… weirdly comforting.

🎨 Why Creative People Are Especially Vulnerable

Because creatives live in loops — not lines.

You make, you tinker, you start five things at once.
You see possibilities, not just objects.

So that pile of fabric scraps and beads and old receipts?
That’s not trash. That’s a multimedia art experiment that might become a gift for a friend named Tinsel.

🌀 And Most Importantly: Doom Piles Are Not Failure

They are proof that you’ve been trying.

You’ve been:

• Parenting
  
  
• Creating
  
  
• Navigating life
  
  
• Mourning old versions of yourself
  
  
• Attempting inbox zero while simultaneously reinventing your identity in the junk drawer
  
  

The doom pile is not your enemy.
It’s your unsorted story.

And this podcast?
It’s a love letter to that story.

🎵 So if you’ve ever had a “pile corner,” a “box of mystery,” or a “drawer of shame”...

You’re not broken.
You’re brilliant.
You’re overdue for a laugh.
And you are so welcome here.

Subscribe to Doom Piles & Distractions.
Next up: I try to find a power cord… and accidentally reorganize the spice cabinet, three closets, and my sense of self.

🐿️✨

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…and now I’ve been emotionally hijacked by a folder from 2009.

🎵 [Theme music: bright + slightly unhinged piano flourish, like a raccoon learning Chopin]

Hi. I’m Angela. Queen of Focus-ish.

And today’s episode is sponsored by… the paper pile I just emotionally excavated from the back of my office drawer.

Let’s talk about paperwork.

No, not fun paperwork like coloring books or divorce forms.

I mean the other kind.

Mysterious folders filled with expired coupons, inspirational quotes I printed in 2013, and a sticky note that says “CALL BOB” — I do not know who Bob is. Or was. RIP Bob.

You know what I realized while sorting papers?

Paper is emotional.

Every piece of it is like a tiny time capsule from a version of you that thought:

“I’ll need this someday.”

No. No you won’t. You won’t need the instruction manual for your 2007 printer. You don’t even have the printer. What you do have is a mild panic attack every time you open the file cabinet.

So I gave myself permission.

I made a little system:

• 📸 Take a photo of anything I’m scared to throw away.
  
  
• 📦 Put the “unsure” pile in one box.
  
  
• 🗑️ And then I lit a candle. Played a power ballad. And started tossing like a confetti cannon of freedom.
  
  

I even found swag tucked inside the papers.

Because of course I did.

Burner stickers. Unused wristbands. A note to myself that said “Organize this stuff before it multiplies.”

I didn’t. It multiplied.

But here’s the moment that hit me:

I kept holding onto the paper because I was scared to let go of the dream attached to it.

A business I didn’t launch.

A workshop I almost hosted.

A project that fizzled, but still feels… tender.

And instead of judging myself?

I took a picture.

I whispered “Thank you.”

And I let it go.

So if your dining table is currently a “paper staging zone”…

If you’ve got a file labeled “IMPORTANT” that’s just old receipts and one Taylor Swift lyric sheet…

If you haven’t seen the surface of your desk since the Bush administration…

You are not broken.

You are thoughtful.

You are overwhelmed.

And you are very, very brave.

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Next episode: I try to sort my swag boxes… and discover 47 memories, 2 craft projects, and a missing ex-boyfriend’s bracelet.

Until then — remember:

You are not the paperwork.

You are the fire that can recycle it.

🐿️✨

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🎵 Hi. I’m Angela… Queen of Focus-ish.

Which is ironic, because I once tried to find a power cord and ended up reorganizing the entire kitchen, pantry, and possibly my sense of self.

I’ve spent the last five days decluttering my house. Every cabinet. Every closet. Every expired bottle of optimism labeled “Ashwagandha.”

Turns out, if you ask an ADHD brain to throw away vitamins, it will hesitate. Not because they’re useful. But because you paid for them. During a phase. Possibly at 2 a.m. after watching one too many Instagram reels that promised “clarity and emotional peace” in a capsule.

And now I have a vitamin graveyard.

I should make a memorial shelf. With a candle.

“To all the supplements I never remembered to take… we barely knew ye.”

[Sound: tiny ghost vitamin voice: “Take me with food…”]

Anyway. The closets.

There is nothing more spiritual than cleaning out a linen closet that has not been touched since Obama’s second term.

You find things.

Like mystery cords that don’t connect to anything made in this decade.

And paperwork that feels like a ghost of your most ambitious self.

And swag. SO MUCH SWAG.

Regional burner swag.

Glittery name tags from events I don’t remember attending.

Half-melted lip balm labeled “Radical Self-Care 2018.”

I should start a podcast just for that.

“Swag Spiral: What Is This and Why Did I Keep It?”

Tagline: One trinket. One memory. One emotional crisis at a time.

[inhale]

But you know what happened in all that chaos?

I found clarity.

Because while I was scrubbing, sorting, and whispering apologies to my spice rack, I was dancing to songs I forgot I loved.

Voice-recording book ideas.

Writing blog posts in my head.

Feeling… dare I say… proud?

Because here’s the truth:

I used to think I was a disorganized mess.

Turns out, I’m just… a glitter tornado of intention.

So if you’re standing in front of your office like it’s a cursed temple…

If your vitamin shelf is one wrong breath from collapsing like a Jenga tower of regrets…

If you opened one drawer and ended up emotionally reliving your entire 20s…

You’re not alone.

You’re just part of the Squirrel Squad.

We’re focused.

Ish.

🎵 Subscribe to Doom Piles & Distractions.

Next episode: I label my shoe bins and accidentally have a breakthrough about boundaries.

Until then, stay squirrelly, my friends.

✨🐿️

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Welcome to your new favorite spiral.

🎵 [Theme music: playful like a glockenspiel playing musical chairs with a jazz trio]

Hi. I’m Angela.

And welcome… to Doom Piles & Distractions.

A comedy of errors, closets, and chaos, hosted by me: The Queen of Focus-ish.

Now listen. I know there are already podcasts out there that promise life hacks, perfect morning routines, capsule wardrobes, minimalist pantries with mason jars that all match…

This isn’t that.

This is the podcast where I try to clean my kitchen drawer and end up emotionally spiraling in a linen closet.

Where I open a cabinet and suddenly remember a dream I had in 2006.

Where I sort through a pile of craft supplies I forgot I owned, while being gently bullied by a squirrel named Snacky.

You’re not here for productivity.

You’re here for permission.

To be a little chaotic.

To be brilliant and distracted.

To laugh at your doom piles while labeling them “Someday-ish.”

💫 What This Podcast Actually Is:

• It’s a love letter to the way ADHD brains organize things emotionally, not alphabetically
  
  
• It’s a confessional booth for craft guilt, expired vitamins, and emotional paperwork
  
  
• It’s an audio journal from the spiral — where instead of getting lost, we find clarity in the mess

And yes, there will be tangents.

There will be loops.

There will be stories that I start and don’t finish until three episodes later.

[Whispering] …Maybe.

There will also be:

• ✨ Surprise insights
  
  
• 🎤 Voice notes from past versions of myself
  
  
• 🐿️ Squirrel side characters who are too real
  
  
• And spontaneous moments of brilliance I catch in a voice memo because I cannot be trusted to remember it later
  
  

🧠 Who Is This For?

If you’ve ever:

• Started organizing a drawer and ended up with three reorganized rooms and one emotional breakthrough
  
  
• Bought vitamins because of a sponsored Instagram reel but never opened the bottle
  
  
• Avoided your office like it’s haunted — but then cried when you found a sticky note that still believes in you…
  
  

You are so in the right place.

You are one of us.

The Squirrel Squad.

The label-loving, chaos-taming, glitter-cursed humans trying to make sense of the mess without erasing the magic.

🎉 What to Expect:

Every episode will be short-ish.

Sometimes funny.

Sometimes emotional.

Always real.

And probably recorded right after I cleaned something and had a realization in the shower.

We’re gonna talk:

• Paperwork piles
  
  
• Burn swag boxes
  
  
• Craft guilt drawers
  
  
• Vision boards
  
  
• Labeling rituals
  
  
• Closet portals
  
  
• And why sometimes, the best way to clear your head… is to clean a junk drawer
  
  

We’re not fixing ourselves here.

We’re witnessing ourselves.

And if you forget to listen for six weeks?

It’s fine.

We’ll still be here. Covered in glitter. Probably reorganizing the bathroom.

🎵 Subscribe to Doom Piles & Distractions.

Because focus isn’t a straight line.

It’s a loop. A detour. A doom pile with a label on it.

And in that pile?

Is the story you were meant to tell.

🐿️✨

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What is your long term goal? How do you fit your daily journey into that goal? Is there a series of things you are learning that you could teach others to help them overcome hurdles or help them understand steps along the journey?

Get closer to your big goals while helping others.

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"The Master in the Art of Living makes little distinction between their work and their play, their labor and their leisure, their mind and their body, their education and their recreation, their love and their religion. They hardly know which is which. They simply pursue their vision of excellence in whatever they do, leaving others to decide whether they are working or playing. To them, they are always doing both."

Where in your life, are you able to be more of a master? Are their areas of your life that feel disconnected? Can they somehow work together to give you a better mastery of living?

Join Angela DiCarlo, MBA on this journey into getting clarity in your day to day life.

References to the book Driven To Distraction At Work "How to Focus and Be More Productive" by Edward M. Hallowell, MD, copyright 2015.

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Today is an amazing day to be you. Are you lacking direction, motivation, focus? Could you use a little reframe? Well, get ready for a fun, kick in the right direction from Angela DiCarlo, MBA. Learn more at www.angeladicarlo.com

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