Today I celebrate a behavioral flaw, not a physical flaw, as part of Flat Ass Fridays. Maybe this photo will give you a hint as to what that flaw is:
No, it's not my poor picture-taking skills; it's my inability to deal with junk mail, receipts, and paid bills in a timely fashion. I have a tendency to throw the junk mail, receipts, and paid bills in a grocery bag and then throw the grocery bag in the chair in the corner of my home office when cleaning. Once the bags become too much of an eyesore, I throw them in the office closet and tell myself that I will get to them tomorrow. I rarely ever do.
The pictured pile of papers is almost a year's several months' worth of stuff that needs to be shredded or filed. I intend to make it my New Year's Resolution to (a) attack the entire pile by mid-January and (b) attack all future piles within three days of accumulation. Maybe I will stick to the resolution next year. I didn't this year.
Seeing as I have made that pile the subject of next year's goals, you would think that I would currently feel about it, but I don't. The rest of my house stays clean for the most part. This ever-expanding pile of paper is the only real mess that I allow myself to have, and I can always shut the closet door on it. You know what they say--out of sight, out of mind. It's hard to feel bad about something that I don't often see. I'm only making eliminating the pile my New Year's Resolution because I know I should.
Why should I feel bad about the pile? Just look at all the positives that come out it:
- Should I ever run out of toilet paper, I won't have to drip dry.
- I'll always have kindling for a fire.
- I'll always have something to do if the electricity goes out.
- I'm making the area landfills a little less full.
- I won't have to waste printer paper if I ever want to make a paper airplane.
- If the dogs ever act up, I can threaten to lock them in the closet with the big, bad Paper Monster.
- I'm saving money on garbage bags.
- I'm the official go-to girl for a game of spit ball.
- I don't have to replace my paper shredder every few months.
- I never have to worry that a warranty will be void because I lost my receipt.
In case you couldn't tell it from the picture at the beginning of this post, my Bean is currently in a state of perpetual deflation.However, if I don't do something with the pile, then I just don't. New Year's Resolutions be damned, I refuse to start off 2010 feeling ashamed that I have other things that I would rather do than sit on my unpadded behind, shred papers, file bills, and slice open my cuticles for hours on end.
That's right. I am a paper procrastinator. Hear me and my messy pile roar!
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