Stop calling, we have a winner for the most boring Project ever.
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Welp, I’m back.
And living in a house that has not one, but two, electric paper shredders in it.
Try not to be jealous.
You see, last week when the ungodly hot and humid heat wave hit our region, I was in need of a project to keep me entertained + cool. Zen-Den had the week off so he was wandering around the house, in need of something to do.
Hence it came to be that we decided to go into our unfinished, but cold, basement and start doing something we should have done
yearsdecades ago. Yes, we bravely opened the drawers in the many filing cabinets down there and sorted through the documents contained therein.
Meaning that we found: bills and checks and insurance documents and warranty information and furniture sales receipts dating back to the early ’90s and… in what was the biggest surprise to me… all of my late mother’s federal and state income tax filings going back to 1984.
[She’s been gone 22 years. I was executrix of her estate. I thought I’d destroyed all of her documents before we moved here in ’99, but obviously I had not.]
Anyhoo, in the process of going through all of these documents we decided to invest in a second shredder so that Zen-Den could sort through files while I shredded the paper, feeding both shredders simultaneously like a champ, to keep things moving along at a fast pace.
And to keep life interesting.
Or as interesting as it can be, under the circumstances, while sitting in a dusty basement being responsible adults, shredding our past, for hours on end.
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