Years ago, while managing a team of about 15 people in Phoenix, one of my employees, Carol, said something that stuck with me. She told me my office was messy. Not in a rude way. Not critically. Just honestly. She said it didn’t match how professional I was—or how professional I should be—and that it felt beneath me. She wasn’t attacking my work. She was pointing out a disconnect between how I showed up as a leader and the environment I allowed around me. She was right.