Have you ever had one of those moments when you get a shock and you go white, then flush, and then feel like you are going to pass out?
I never thought that that would happen just trying to get organized. Today I decided to conquer the dreaded filing pile. Yes I know you should do it at the end of each day and there would not be a stack that looks like a cartoon in-box. OK so I have bank statements, receipts, recipes (cheese scones? Oh yum.), Josh’s report card from last year, Bella’s vet appointment update and my car insurance papers. No wait. My what? Yup. I had renewed the car’s insurance, brought the papers in the house and put them on the mini pile on the island in the kitchen. These are the things to deal with today. Or at least in the morning. Or the next afternoon because in the morning is carpool, banking and lab work. Or tomorrow evening because I have to get dinner ready and clean away things as I need to scrub down the kitchen. Etc., Etc.,….. Until the mini pile joins all the other mini pile in the office which will be promptly filed.
The insurance was purchased July 10th. That meant that for over two months I’ve been driving around with my insurance papers in a rat’s nest or folders and paid bills. If I’d been pulled over I would have not had any clue where to find my registration. Please feel free to winch right here. I justify it by saying that I couldn’t just pop the papers in the glovebox as you are always warned not to leave the paperwork with all your vital information in the car. All I needed to do was bring it all in to the house, remove the one paper with top secret info. and return the rest of the package to the car. Simple and quick. I was going to do it right after the groceries were put away, the dog let out, the oven turned on, the dishwasher emptied, the meal started, I checked my e-mails, facebook and the TV listings for the evening in case something urgently needed to be programmed for the PVR, etc.
I’ll admit that I know that I need to allot a certain amount of time at the end of each day for paperwork. I think the only way for me to actually do it is to set a specific time. I don’t want to but realizing how I dodged a bullet in terms of a large traffic ticket I’ve been scared straight.
My life as a cautionary tale, Deb