Now, most dentist’s chairs go up and down, don’t they?
The one I was in went back and forwards.
I thought ‘This is unusual’.
And the dentist said to me ‘Mr Vine, get out of the filing cabinet.
What a score today at the second hand shop for 30 bucks. It has to be the most “adulty” purchase I have made in a long time, maybe ever. And if my husband had not been with me, this baby would not have been mine. 4-steel, twenty five inch long drawers of filing excellence.
I’ve been aware of the “need” forever. I am not over stating the classification of “need” for this purchase. But hundreds of dollars for something so utilitarian? I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, before today.
When I started organizing, (which is one of my favourite things to do), I was able to empty a filing box which contains 7 years of financial records. The moving stickers on this particular box mark how many times this little baby has moved with us. Several cross continent, to another country and back moves.
I had 3 other plastic boxes of various files – stuff I have not looked at for years. Much of that was magazine clippings and other printed reference material from when my kids were babies. What I kept from that easily fit into one part of one drawer. Who keeps so much paper anymore?
But it is the thought of assembling the inspirational, creative output, new paper treasures that has me pretty excited. Now I have a space for it. Not to mention, that if something happened to my husband and I, the person in charge, could now – easily – make sense of our financial records. (I think). Well it is better than before. And there is a huge measure of comfort in that.