Buried Under Murdered Trees

After 2 (at least) years of getting away from myself, I find I’m totally buried.

No, this isn’t the kind of super esoteric burying I’ve blathered on about before.

I’m talking about paperwork.

I have an irrational fear of becoming a hoarder and a huge disdain for clutter. For as long as I can remember I’ve been a color-coding filer. Everything had a place & everything was in it’s place. At least once ever 3 months I’d go through all of my paperwork/mail/random crap & pitch it or place it where it needed to be.

Not only did this keep my physical home neat & pretty but it kept my mental one that way too. I’ve never understood people who dread letting go of physical things – especially things as minute as magazines or unnecessary receipts/bills etc….

Recently, however, I’ve become one of the things I despise most – a moper. As a moper, I stopped purging, not because I was afraid to let go but because I adopted the horrid ‘I’ll get to it later’ attitude.

Oh my freaking goodness, is that the worst attitude in the world or what?

Because when later rolls around there’s still something else you’ll want to do, something else that will be more enticing – you know, like sitting on your ass watching Toddlers & Tiaras on Netflix. Even though it’s perfectly possible to sit on your bum & sort through papers but for some obtuse reason that you can’t identify, you don’t. You sit and waste all kinds of time.

So I’ve been doing varying forms of this for a variety of reasons for quite some time. To help me avoid the ever-tragic death by avalanche of unsorted papers, I got a paper shredder for Christmas. And I used it…. you know… some.

I’ve given up wallowing for Lent (ie wasting time) so this past weekend I hauled out my bag of unfiled mess (and may or may not have had Toddlers & Tiaras on in the background) and I sorted and I shredded and I felt totally overwhelmed and disappointed in myself that I allowed so much crap to accumulate uncategorized.

I’ve still not full sorted through the mass of murdered trees but I’m making progress and I’ve learned one very valuable lesson – Procrastination sucks hard and only leaves you with a bigger mess than the one you started with.

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