We got rid of a lot of boxes and papers today. Larry complains that I dispose of stuff incorrectly. A lot of what I burn could be put in the garbage. But that would require thinking, evaluating. I'd rather clean off my work area by putting what I'm finished with in a bag without trying to decide if anyone could gather useful information from it. So some of the stuff is still in the envelope when I toss it. So today I stood out in the damp air and ruffled through the piles until I was sure that every page was burned and every spark was extinguished.
I still have a pretty good stack of papers and boxes yet to dispose of. But the biggest pile is gone.