I am cleaning out files. I have sorted through the files from Richard (of blessed memory) and discarded extras and sorted out my mementos and separated out archival materials for the troupe to retain now that I have retired.
I have sorted though two of our file drawers. I have filled 6 bags for paper recycling. I have filled a file crate of memories for me and a file crate of archives for the troupe.
And two of our file drawers are now organized.
Some of this activity is painful. I came across the bulky file that details- since it all took place in the context of a volunteer organization- my sudden and savage betrayal by someone I thought was a trusted friend.
Tax returns filed when we were-- economically challenged.
Some memories return that are bitter, some that are bittersweet, some that are sweet.
This process will take some time, but I have motivation now. My mom will probably be moving in with us this fall or winter. It's time to take stock, release the old, keep the best, release the rest, restock, renew.
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