There's this thing I don't like doing

So, maybe it did need to be done. It's possible I was having to use my body weight now to close the cupboard door on the items stored inside. Perhaps a good Winter Paperwork Purge is always in order, whether one is getting ready to move or not. But somehow, going through piles and piles of records, bills, bank statements, and other miscellaneous documentation to determine which must be kept and refiled and which must be shredded and disposed of is my personal hell. I hate it. It takes me days. Papers will be strewn through the house, across the floors, over counter tops, even in the laundry room, while I try to get myself through this seemingly endless task. It seems that not only have I saved every single thing sent to me over the last year, but when I do finally tackle this project, I unintentionally take a trip down memory lane. I'm one of those write-notes-to-myself-on-the-outside-of-bill-envelopes kind of people, so going through this pile now, I am forced to recall each and every payment, argument, minor dispute, and change of service that has happened since the last time I did a purge. I also remember, upon seeing a particular envelope, how IRRATIONALLY ANGRY it makes me that Qwest sends me their statements with the envelope upside down now (if you have Qwest for phone service, you'll know immediately what I mean). But, now that I've started, there's nothing to do but plow through it. I will feel so much better once this is done. And, as always, I've got my faithful pup by my side who, every time I sigh heavily or start muttering to myself, jumps up, walks through the mess, and crawls into my lap.