I no longer need some of the several years worth of paperwork to compare the ups and downs of what I am asked to pay for bills. The pile of paper had done its job and given me the information to put me in a pretty good negotiating position. By dinner time, though triumphant, I was flushed hot and tired with the day's concentrated effort to get costs down without a diminution of what we wanted.
My shredder worked overtime this week. All the shreddings will go be recycled and I expect, one way or another, some will find their way back through my letterbox as advertising material and some, a lot I hope, will become recycled for toilet paper.
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