It's Saturday, but you already know that. Jeff got up with the girls, because once they deem it breakfast time, you literally can't stay in bed. On the plus side of this, once their feed, are quite content to return to sleeping! This allows Jeff to also sleep in his recliner, until I come down and a bit of turmoil begins.
Years ago, and I don't exactly remember when, Jeff and I, and our oldest son, went into a mobile battery business, supported by a contract with AAA. Jeff and I toiled endless hours, doing payroll, tracking down deadbeat customers who paid with bad credit cards, among other things. The business ended in 2013, because our son didn't want to be in business with us any longer.
Most customers did pay with credit cards, and those receipts only required filing, and marking sales to the driver. There were some cash calls, but the cash never appeared, simply because our son thought he should take any cash received.
Okay, that's the background. I know I sound bitter, and that's because I was at the time. Over the course of years, we filled up two filing cabinets with our copy of customer receipts. Those receipts are more than a mere home shredder can handle. But, we cannot just toss them in the trash because of the credit card numbers, names and addresses.
Today, Jeff is going out to Andrew's house, armed with three boxes of "fire" material. These three boxes are only the tip of the iceberg, so to speak, but you have to start somewhere. Andrew has a fire pit, and once the fire gets going, those papers will be gobbled up and turned to ash. Unfortunately, this job will have to be repeated numerous times, until the cabinets are empty.
The documents filed in cabinets in the basement, have been tucked away, but not forgotten by Jeff and I. Inertia came into play with those papers. It was sort of like why bother. The papers aren't in any one's way, so we let the receipts sit.
When a business goes out of business, it's not just a matter of "shutting the door". Nope, you have to file taxes for that particular year, keep payroll records for a minimum of four years, and up to a maximum of seven years. Using the seven year maximum, it will now be okay for us to burn those documents also.
There is generally no joy in shuttering a business permanently. Before the company was closed, Jeff and I tolled for endless hours on behalf of the company, doing you guessed it, paper work.
By burning all of these documents, it will be cathartic for Jeff and I. The bad taste in our mouths, for the way our son dumped us in 2013, has gone away, for the most part. Negative memories, however, are not as easily forgotten.
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