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I feel a nice sense of completion. I had four piles of letters, bills, and announcements all scattered around my desk and the table behind it, and now my recycling bin is nearly full of empty envelopes and shredded materials, and my bills are all gathered up - not sorted, as I don't want to do that while tired - but gathered together with their return envelopes in one neat pile, the health insurance stuff is all in one place, opened and waiting to be put in order by date, and all our unread periodicals are also together. There wasn't very many of those but of the others, well... I can tell when the exhaustion of depression hit me since some of those are dated to this time last year.

And there was a vehicle repair (recall) notice also. I'll take care of that this week. A few of the bills also merit calls to the issuers. Some are incorrect and some seem to be of two different amounts so before I pay them I'll call and double-check. Bill paying with two separate health insurance policies is difficult. Now with my hubby on Medicare while I am not, we actually have four different policies. Some of the notices span the period of time before he switched to Medicare so I'll have to be sharp on them. It is not unusual for a provider to attempt to collect more money from a patient than they are allowed. Thus the pile of 'payment sent for this treatment' letters I must go through.

But still - I've caught up on a year's worth of neglect. There is precious little filing I'll need to do. About a half inch of papers for that.