It's true. People are judging you. From the moment they meet you all the way up until they take that first step into your home for that book club gathering where you don't talk about the book so much as you drink a lot of wine and gossip about other people in the office. So unless you want to be Monday's water cooler fodder, you better spruce up that entry way.
You gotta get into the house somehow. And unless you're my 16-year-old who is constantly locking herself out of the house and then climbing in either through the doggy door or the screenless window in the back, you might as well make that little area where you're going to keep your muddy shoes feel welcoming.