Pre–filebox, I had huge paper-pile problems. I’m still amazed at how quickly a pile can/does appear if I don’t stay on top of every SINGLE paper that enters this house.
One of my main problems was that although I didn’t want to sort through papers immediately, I did recognize that there were certain things that couldn’t afford to get lost in the piles. Things like passports, hospital bills, etc.
So where did I put these “can’t be lost” items?
Um . . . in my underwear drawer, of course.
For some reason, in my mind, that is safe place. A place to look when an important document needs to be found. Maybe it’s that in my random-mindedness, the undie drawer is pretty much my only truly designated drawer. Every other drawer is a mish-mash. Some tops, some shorts, some pajamas, some of whatever else.
I don’t fully understand my own slob-logic sometimes. I just know that last Saturday morning, in a quick attempt at purging some of my drawers, I found quite a few random important papers. Of course, several were no longer important, and hadn’t been important in several years.
I think I like the file-box system better.