wzrrrrrunch!

That’s the sound of a happy paper shredder.

Last night, sprite and I spent over 4 hours going through boxes and bags of amassed papers and crap. The mass shred, instigated by us noticing some cat vomit on a wicker basket, was quite theraputic: revisiting things that were kept, either due to an “I know I’ll need this recipe someday” or simply by an “oh shit – we’ve got company coming!” moment, allowed us to take stock of where we’ve been and where we’re going. As part of the continuing revamping of the Burrow, post-flood, we went through two baskets, a box, and six or seven bags of papers, magazines, campaign items (buttons, stickers, etc.), reducing the entire lot down to one small wicker basket. In turn, we loaded two full-to-the-brim bags of mixed paper recycling, a large trash bag’s worth of trash, and three plastic grocery bags’ worth of shredded documents.

It was, as I said, quite theraputic.

We can now see patches of floor in the living room that haven’t seen daylight in quite a while. This is good, becuase we bring in the Christmas tree in less than two three weeks – yikes! It’s amazing to think that Thanksgiving and Christmas are so soon, given it was 70 degrees and sunny yesterday. But winter is on our doorstep – and I can’t wait!