'D' Day

Today no other task needed dealing with more urgently than the over-stuffed filing cabinet, and Saturdays are sometimes spent doing jobs that I can no longer put off.

Do I really need to keep a 2001 television licence?

Or indeed 2002 phone bills?

No, don't think so. Can't think why.

These and other numerous unnecessary bits of paper have been carefully crammed into the named folders of our 4 drawer filing cabinet long enough for every millimetre of space to be filled, (and for 2001 to seem not so long ago).

The pile of corres in the Kitchen grows daily and needs a home to move to. It's spread at the speed of an urbanization, month by month, inch by inch, til now the kitchen counter resembles a paper building site, some neat piles, others cascading into precarious terraced slopes.

Today was 'D' day.

Dispose, discard, ditch, and most importantly, discreetly dump (not good for my Gadget offspring to see me cruelly slicing that very special drawing of the stick man, even though we have 25 similar drawings), then shred away.

4 hours later - 4 carrier bags shredded, and the recycle bin half full.

Then there was dinner to think about...

1 hour of shopping,

7 carrier bags of weekly supplies,

45 minutes of food prep,

1/2 a bottle of wine,

2 hours of simmerimg,

and a fan-dabby-dozy- super-de-dooper-de-booper-deluxe-special Spag Bol de moi to feed my hungary gadgets.