September 13th, 2011

Cartoon Chris

Call Me Shredhead

A couple of pounds of paperwork is in my backpack, awaiting shredding. I got on a BIG cleaning-and-sorting kick today, Paperwork Edition: turned out I had credit card statements all the way back to 1997. Much of those, many many bills from the past decade (as opposed to what's now two decades ago, heh), and lots of forms related to a car I no longer own are going with me to work. The office's mailroom shredder will get a big breakfast.

It's a big but basic shredder. I've heard of even bigger, shred-ier shredders that pulp the paper so thoroughly that it comes out wet. Good for government shredding! I don't need this shredded that much. This will be plenty...and still satisfying.

I'm throwing out, recycling, and donating plenty of other stuff after today, too. Hell of a thing, killing a man A satisfying thing, getting rid of what I don't need but which others might. T-shirts I no longer wear may get worn by someone else! Those books I've finished may get read further!

I had to take a break before I got too throw-away-happy, though. Being in purge mode can be dangerous, and I tried to be careful not to grab-and-trash, grab-and-trash, grab-and-trash. I'll never 100% subscribe to the theory that if you haven't touched it in six months, you don't need it; I've run into enough exceptions. Plus I naturally hoard, I mean collect, so yeah, I want to take advantage of actually feeling like I want to get rid of stuff but not Trash All The Things.

It helps that I can see progress. And I needed to feel helpful. The way I felt when I figured out earlier today how I'd managed to get $2.10 off in my checking account. Yes! I was helpful to me!

Now to take it easy with fewer things around me.

POSTSCRIPT! This is not an offer to help you purge stuff.
Blow My Mind

Added and Needed Bonus to Cleaning ALL The Things...

...was taking care of checkbook paperwork earlier, balancing my account and wondering why my phone company hadn't cashed my phone bill check and wondering how late in the month my rent check will be cashed and reminding myself to ask for a couple of checkbook ledgers next time I'm in a bank branch when, in looking-for-stuff-to-get-rid-of mode, I unzipped a pocket in my backpack and found the sealed and stamped envelope with my phone bill check in it.

Oops.

Said envelope is now on my desk, obvious and next to other things that are headed to my office, and I'll mail it from the office tomorrow, hoping that at worst I get a warning from the phone company for not paying right off. (I've missed my phone bill by at most a few days in the past. I'm not worried about having my phone shut off. Don't be Famous Last Words, that last sentence...)