Bill and I spent our Memorial Day morning doing this
Yes, I have let him in on the paper purge.
It feels so good, even though my shoulders ache and I have a hitch in my backside thanks to hours on the floor shuffling through paper. And product manuals. I know, it's ridiculous. I had thick informational booklets for items we no longer own. Like bikes. And the past TWO dishwashers. And whoever looks at the manuals that come with i-pods, calculators, game boys, and cell phones?? It's not like you can't find that information online these days. I had papers from health insurance agencies dating back to 1989, and phone, water, gas, and electric bills from years gone by.
It felt like overcoming an addiction to paper hoarding.
We let the girls sleep in so we could have all the fun.
(Not really fun, but it feels so darn good.)
Over the past week or so, I have filled at least four of those big black trash bags with paper shreds.
It's been awesome.
I have come to realize that most of that stuff I have neatly filed for years, serves little to no purpose. I will carefully consider the value and necessity of any item that gets filed from now on.
And today, I have determined that I will talk to the SPED teacher at GRE and let her know I will not be returning to the school next year. I have waffled on my decision made back here.
Should I stay or should I go, now?
I should GO.
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