Went through that large basket of papers this afternoon. Lots of copies of things I've written over the years including letters to my mom when we first moved to New England. Fun to read. Also found some, precious to me, artwork I'd forgotten about from a couple of girlfriends. I have a stack to be filed, a stack to dictate into the computer and a stack of metaphysical teaching materials to use with Morgan. The basket had been sitting, stuffed, on the old office floor for probably a year. It feels good to have gone through it.

Also put away two loads of clothes, folded one more and have another in the dryer.