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The pains of being a pack rat

Jesus, what a mess. I've spent the past couple...well, months, really (off and on) gradually working my way through the mountain of paper and debris in the corner of my den. It's amazing how much crap I have saved under the misguided idea that I might one day need it. And I'd say something like 90% of it has vital personal info on it such as address, social security number, account numbers, etc. Almost a decade of loan documents, pay stubs and bills that I never needed to keep. All sitting in various states of organization, with no real purpose.

So now bit by bit, sheet by sheet it goes through the shredder, and slowly the mountain is becoming manageable. And I swear from now on anything I might need documented gets scanned and saved, and then it all goes right in to the burn pile. Because seriously, this sucks.