2/23/2016
Forty-one years ago and counting, Jeff and I decided that I would keep track of all of the papers that have to be dealt with. Early on, Jeff bought me a light yellow commercial filing cabinet and I made folders. Fast forward to 2016, I still have folders in that filing cabinet.
My organizational skills far outweigh those of Jeff's, and though he sometimes doesn't understand the rhyme or reason of where I file things, it doesn't matter, because I can find the required document. I have individual folders for the cars we own now as well as for cars we used to own. Okay, I know that I should take those folders out of the cabinet and shred the contents, but I don't. I have this fear, which is completely un-rationale, that at the very moment I destroy some documents, there will be a need to have them again. Why I think this does not make any sense, and I know this, but I save papers anyway.
I used to have individual folders for the household utilities: electric, gas, phone, etc. Filing paid bills in these folders takes time. Time I don't want to devote to this ever repeating chore. Now I have individual boxes in the office closet and I toss the paid bills inside the appropriate box.
I have a folder for the home improvements we have made to the house. This folder came in handy just last week when Jeff wanted to know when we had our bathroom remodeled. I had the folder in my hands in seconds and found the exact information he needed. I may be "mental", but I can generally find the file and/or document needed quickly.
We used to both use one spare bedroom as our office, and now we don't. I like everything just so in my work space and I can't abide messiness. My being OCD meant that it would be better for our marriage and/or sanity, if I moved my part of the office downstairs. I've done this and my little area in our downstairs sitting room is set up for maximum efficiency. I still go up to Jeff's office to file paperwork, but once I'm done with that chore, I get the **** out of there.
I have a folder that just contains birth certificates and passports. You may need to put your hands on this kind of documentation, so it makes sense - to me - to have an individual folder for them. Perhaps overkill, but you have to put these documents somewhere.
Sometimes a folder gets too big, particularly the insurance company policies for the house and cars. I then purge out the really old stuff and shred anything that has our name and/or address on it.
Even when I was working as a secretary, my work space was laid out for maximum efficiency. I abhor stacks of papers or files and believe that everything has a place, and that place is not on my desk.
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Tuesday, February 23, 2016
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