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Eliminate Paper Clutter One Sheet at a Time

I remember what the missing item is from this past weekend's Ten Things of Thankful post!  I'm thankful for empty boxes--specifically, boxes that used to house all sorts of papers that I do not need to keep.
 
I have a paper problem.  Paper gives me books, sheet music, letters from loved ones.  Whenever I need to think, I grab a paper and pen.  Paper allows me to plan for the future, whether that future be a trip to the grocery store or how to meet a goal.  I still keep a paper pocket calendar in my purse, as I have not made the jump to digital calendaring yet. 

I was born in the typewriter generation, but am now living in tablet time.  I love to hold books in my hand, but I read most often on a Kindle.  I've embraced online banking, and have come to realize that it is not necessary to save every "important" paper forever.  

Last week, I was able to dispose of the equivalent of two filing boxes of paper:  warranties for appliances I no longer own, bills which were paid in the last millennium, and other miscellaneous papers which serve no purpose in my house.  

I am not done yet purging paper, but I've made a start, and that makes me happy.

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Thanks for paper, and for papers I no longer need to keep.

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  1. I am purging photographs - scanning them as electronic files and sending the originals on to my nieces and nephews so they can become the guardians of the family history.

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  2. Ha! I always remember things much later and yell, "Oh yeah!" Did you do that? :)
    Paper clutter makes me crazy. Why do children require so much paper???
    Good for you, cleaning out the paper. I leave the files to my husband. I would be happy to throw most of the stuff he keeps away.

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  3. Please write more! I need some strategies and encouragement. Paper is my bugaboo!

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  4. I am slowly but surely shredding bank statements from 10 years ago!!! Yes -- more encouragement!

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