AUUUUUUUGGGGHGHGHGHGHG!!!!!
Just LOOK at this!!!!!!!
Over the past two or three weeks, I’ve been not feeling on the top shelf. Not only that, but every time I sit down at the flicking computer, I get up so damn spavined I can hardly stand up. So, as you can imagine, I’ve been putting off whatever I could, because I don’t want to sit at the computer any more hours than absolutely necessary, because it hurts to sit at the damn computer. Everything that can’t be put off goes on the front burner, and that includes nothing more than what someone is paying me to do — and not even all of that. The rest of it gets put off for another day.
See that thar, above?
FIVE FLICKING STACKS OF INCOMING!!
• We have stuff to file.
• We have stuff I need to do something about, ASAP.
• We have transactions (in some cases unending lists of transactions) to post. These annoying pieces of paper will then be moved to the TO FILE stack.
• We have the mounds of incoming paper related to the latest identity fraud attempt.
• And we have piles of sh!t that I don’t even know what to do with!
That doesn’t even count the MOUNTAIN of junk that goes directly from the mailbox to the recycling barrel.
And it’s just come in over the past couple of weeks, while I really, truly, haven’t felt like dealing with it.
Am I the only one who feels harassed by the need to keep up with incoming pesky paperwork (or online statements) and overwhelmed when even a week or two goes by without constant upkeep?????
Go ahead. I dare you to click on the photo to see exactly what all those five mounds of paper entail.
Ditto here….Busy with other things and this paperwork just gets put on my desk until I feel motivated to set things right. The crazy thing is we only have about 7 weeks left in this year….so there’s plenty that needs to be done. MAN in a perfect world ….I’d deal with this stuff daily….but of course it’s not a perfect world….
Yeah. But just think o’ that: we’re saying that in a perfect world we’d diddle away some unknown amount of our lives EVERY DAY dorking with bureaucratic paper. Holy mackerel! Are we put upon, or what???
I have this problem too. I read that most things that are filed are never consulted again. One book I read suggested having a big basket where everything (most of the idk stuff, not tax things) goes. It functions as a no-work “dated” file. If you ever need something, you can find it because it’s in there as it comes in. Keep for a year. Or whatever. I also don’t post anything.
Is that the Ekornes chair? My on-laws had 2 and we took one when we dismantled their house. It’s very comfy.
I tried something like that: had a basket where all incoming piled up. Stuff got lost in it. If I don’t sort the stuff out as it comes in, I just don’t get to it. It’s basic laziness on my part, I think.
Don’t recall if it was given a name. It came from a store that sells Scandinavian-style furniture — I got it many years ago, because my mother-in-law had one and adored it. Have never found it very comfortable myself, and now the physical therapist has inveighed against sitting in recliners. {sigh}
LOL! That’s the chair that Anna the Ger-Shep ate an entire arm off of, causing SDXB to dub her the “Thousand-Dollar-a-Day Dog.”
eek. I try to keep up as much as I can. Everytime I let it slip, it’s almost impossible to get back on the ball.
As for making it simpler, I’ve basically manage everything via online now to simplify things. All bills go to one folder.
PS – Don’t forget to shred the papers you don’t need to prevent identity theft!
Yeah…that was one of the fiascos that didn’t get mentioned yesterday, among the endless series of fiascoes: In the “figure out what to do with this junk” stack of paper was an envelope full of old bank and mutual fund deposit slips bearing my name an account numbers. Some of the accounts are defunct, but to tell which were still live and which not would have taken plowing through still MORE files and parsing through still MORE numerals. Besides, I now deposit everything online.
Running all the damn things through the shredder jammed the shredder. But good. It took eight or ten minutes to unjam it, and for a few minutes the machine acted like it wasn’t gonna unjam. One annoyance after another yesterday, much of it associated with these piles of heckling paper!