Paper Shredder

I bought a paper shredder after work.  I came home, plugged it in and after figuring out the trick to turn it on I began shredding.  Old financial paperwork, some stuff that actually had my social security number on it, bank statements that I don't need.  

It was unbelievably satisfying.  Like I was moving on to a new era.  My shady past was behind me in what is so far three bags of paper--cross cut ribbons of incomprehensible jibberish erased any record of my financial fretting (I uselessly fret a lot).  It's like I never had  a care in the world.

Today I get to shred more stuff.  I have the day off.