It is unnerving to see how much paper has accumulated in the filing cabinets in this house. Note that I didn’t say I had accumulated the paper but the paper has accumulated. Paper makes me passive. Or feel passive. Or passive-aggressive. Sure don’t want to take ownership of much of it. Ok, so it’s not as bad as the photo, but it is utterly not empowering to go through one’s files. It makes me think I’ve been both busy and lazy simultaneously. That I have wasted my life and continue to every minute I spend purging the outdated and extraneous stuff from the damned files or reading things I find interesting in them. It’s that just putting off the inevitable ashes to ashes. It’s more like ash to trash and brain down the drain. Will my children thank me for the load I’m taking off them? That depends on whether the binders of my father’s multi-papered life outlast me. My husband just put a load of them in a container up in the attic. As heavy as it must have been, I feel lighter already. Out of sight–out of mind works so well sometimes. I much prefer it to going out of my mind
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February 4, 2013 at 9:18 PM
charlottecarrendar
I thought computers would lessen the need for so much paper, but seems like I use even more.
February 5, 2013 at 12:45 PM
me
And my computer files are every bit as out of control as the paper!
February 4, 2013 at 9:33 PM
indytony
One of my goals for tomorrow is to go through a bin of writings, letters, and assorted other papers and decide what to file and what to throw away. I’m looking forward to it.
February 5, 2013 at 12:45 PM
me
Lots of luck!