Good God, just how much paperwork does a lived life originate? Went through last year's folders, cleared away last year's receipts, put everything into file for accountant, currently geared to start a new year but somewhat gobsmacked at the sheer marginalia of my existence. I'm supposed to be starting to SERIOUSLY write a new book next week, and I wanted to get all of this stuff out of the way, and I did, and I'm glad I did, but whooooooo! How on earth do I accumulate so much PAPER???