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joedecker came over yesterday I spent perhaps five minutes in Emergency Tidy Up Mode. Ten or fifteen pounds of accumulated mail and other such junk went into a big box promptly shoved out of sight under my desk.
Now it's time to pay the piper. All the mail I received over the three weeks I was gone, PLUS anything that had been sorted and had been sitting on my desk when that pre-holiday storm blew through one window and soaked the whole area, is now in a big tangle in that box.
*sigh*
When will I get over the feeling that if every last piece of my mail is sorted, filed, answered, paid, thrown away, or shredded, as appropriate, then I will be a grown-up?
joedecker came over yesterday I spent perhaps five minutes in Emergency Tidy Up Mode. Ten or fifteen pounds of accumulated mail and other such junk went into a big box promptly shoved out of sight under my desk.Now it's time to pay the piper. All the mail I received over the three weeks I was gone, PLUS anything that had been sorted and had been sitting on my desk when that pre-holiday storm blew through one window and soaked the whole area, is now in a big tangle in that box.
*sigh*
When will I get over the feeling that if every last piece of my mail is sorted, filed, answered, paid, thrown away, or shredded, as appropriate, then I will be a grown-up?