This is a picture of the paperwork that has been gathering on my desktop, coffee table, end table and pretty much anywhere else with a flat surface. I'm cleaning out my office today getting ready for the move. I have come to the realization that I inherited a bit of the "pack rat syndrome" from my Grandmother. Just looking around the office, I have noticed that I have nine 14 gallon tubs going into storage full of books, six file boxes of files, another four file boxes of knickknacks and keepsakes, three tubs of Christmas decorations...you get the picture.
It is going to be a long day, that is for sure. Now that I've cleaned all this stuff out, I need to go through and decide what few things go with to Scot's, what goes into my storage unit, what goes into the garbage. Right now, I feel like crawling under the desk and pretending it doesn't exist (otherwise known as the "if I ignore it, it will go away" disorder that I inherited from my other grandmother). But that won't get things done either. I'm sure Scot will read this and say, "I told you so, you're a pack rat." Well :P !
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