More Than Laziness

About half an hour ago, I tried to make a little more room on my desk because I'm working from home today.

To my mortification, it took me all of ten minutes to fill a banker's box.

I didn't do any editing except for the obvious. I even kept empty envelopes from Verizon because they had user ids and passwords on them.

I found:

- A disk drive I don't remember buying. It was never opened and obviously never installed.
- My real pearls that I'd forgotten I owned.
- A pair of earrings.
- Three CDs.
- A user id and password for OK Cupid that I last used well over a year ago.
- A user id and password for Ancestry.com
- A bill from my shrink from 2010, before I had health insurance.
- A Brother label machine. Never opened.

I am ashamed of myself. But no need for that. When my work day is over, I will go through the box and through out the crap. I will file what needs to be filed. And I will install what needs to be installed.

I don't know how many times I'll have to repeat the process before the room, much less the house, will be clean, but now I know it must be done before I become an episode of "Hoarders".