Landslide

As much as we're living in an electronic society, why did I just spend over an hour just sorting through the papers that have accumulated since last week? I believe the word I'm searching for is "detritus" -- debris, a product of destruction or wearing away.

Hmmmm. It's wearing away my sanity. And it's a product of the destruction wrought from two girls emptying out their book bags and folders from PSR and school; the junk mail and coupons and magazines (oh, I believe I bring that trouble on myself); and my lists -- the lists I make for myself every day.

I found bottom except for the need to buy stamps and pay a few more bills once Friday's pay day rolls around. Just too tired to pay them tonight and no need until later, anyway.

I just sent away for ANOTHER magazine subscription. And ordered TWO MORE from The Dictator's school sale. Every airline mile I've ever earned I've used to get magazines. Same for Husband's airline miles.

At least I do read most of them -- and recycle them. But I need to stop the landslide! Right after I read that new Martha Stewart "Living".