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non-spring cleaning
Feb. 20th, 2006 01:38 amAs part of that wondeful blank canvas that i think I have now, i have started cleaning my apartmen out. I have had a pile of approximately 7 boxes which comprised the sum total ofa ll my offices at Clayton State University and Georgia Tech. Everything that I have every done relating to my academic career and teaching career. Needless to say it was a helluva lot of paperwork. And if you include the 3 dozen floppies, half dozen CD-Rs and 6250 B.P.I (bytes per inch) tapes that I are encoding a helluva lot more printed material that I care to think about then you probably are talking about 3 filing cabinets full of info.
Wow. I guess I did do something for the past 10 years or so after all.
I went through it. I ended up saving 3 boxes of stuff. 2 boxes of it are research papers. I'm going to spend some time online finding digital copies of those papers so that I can ditch the actual paper version. That will condense things even more.
And I got a ton of paperwork involving my divorce which ripped open those wounds all over again. Mayhaps I should pack all that stuff up in one box so that I won't get blindsided by it as often as I seem to. Kinda annoying that the wounds are deep enough that I get to "walk with a limp" for the rest of my life because of it. But that's the way it goes sometimes. I don't regret it. Just kinda how it ended. Hell I got a bill a week ago for a utility bill taht wasn't paid by my ex- when she moved out of the house. Hell, I didn't even know that the electric bill was still in my name. We had transfered everything over as far as I know. I'm sure she knew though. I didn't even bother trying to contact hera bout it since there is just no way in hell that she would even acknowledge me. And legally, it was my name on the bill so that is my fault if I didn't make sure that things were clear. I always have been the trusting type. You would think that I would have learned to be more cautious in my old age :-)
My cat, Lieutenant, has been a very silent but affectionate partner in this trip down memory lane. She even "helped" by making sure some of those pesky papers didn't run away by conveniently plopping herself down on 2 budding piles of them. how thoughtful of her.
Anyway, its 1:30am-ish and I Need to take the bags of garbage out so that they can get picked up early monday morning.
Anyway, as the song says, Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end.......
Wow. I guess I did do something for the past 10 years or so after all.
I went through it. I ended up saving 3 boxes of stuff. 2 boxes of it are research papers. I'm going to spend some time online finding digital copies of those papers so that I can ditch the actual paper version. That will condense things even more.
And I got a ton of paperwork involving my divorce which ripped open those wounds all over again. Mayhaps I should pack all that stuff up in one box so that I won't get blindsided by it as often as I seem to. Kinda annoying that the wounds are deep enough that I get to "walk with a limp" for the rest of my life because of it. But that's the way it goes sometimes. I don't regret it. Just kinda how it ended. Hell I got a bill a week ago for a utility bill taht wasn't paid by my ex- when she moved out of the house. Hell, I didn't even know that the electric bill was still in my name. We had transfered everything over as far as I know. I'm sure she knew though. I didn't even bother trying to contact hera bout it since there is just no way in hell that she would even acknowledge me. And legally, it was my name on the bill so that is my fault if I didn't make sure that things were clear. I always have been the trusting type. You would think that I would have learned to be more cautious in my old age :-)
My cat, Lieutenant, has been a very silent but affectionate partner in this trip down memory lane. She even "helped" by making sure some of those pesky papers didn't run away by conveniently plopping herself down on 2 budding piles of them. how thoughtful of her.
Anyway, its 1:30am-ish and I Need to take the bags of garbage out so that they can get picked up early monday morning.
Anyway, as the song says, Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end.......
