Aargh! This isn't even all of it. The dining room table is stacked full too. And there are about seven or eight boxes of stuff under the table. Two huge moving boxes of files belong to my mother-in-law who just moved up here in March into an assisted living facility. I haven't even opened those yet.
How did I get into this mess?
One thing is that I am simply not used to non-academia. All my life the prevailing rhythm has been nine months of school and/or work, 3 months off to do whatever, year in and year out.
This business of working every week of the year, with just a few exceptions, has really cramped my style. I always so looked forward to the end of spring release, when I had a chance to breathe and to get things under control.
I'm now looking at about seven years accumulation. I quit teaching full-time in the mid-90s but began a full-time work week on the Regular People's Schedule around 1999. I didn't do so badly keeping things under control until 2001, when 9/11 sort of put us all into a six-month paralysis. It's been gradually downhill from there.
Anybody else miss school??
I've been doing pretty well on Goal 31. It looked worse than this a week ago. I had a brainwave: I figured I would take a stack of papers to work in my backpack, and if I had downtime I would sort through. Best idea I ever had! I have loaded up my day job waste basket with so much trash. I brought home a big envelope full of things to be shredded, which I did today. Other than getting a bad stiff neck from trying to carry too much stuff, things are progressing pretty well. I filed for two hours this afternoon. I can't believe it doesn't look any better than this.
(I'm also working on Goals 16 and 57.)