The Filing

The f**king, b***ard, knobbing, filing. The bain of my very existence.

I was a PA a LOOOOONG time ago. I used to get paid to do filing and I still never did it. Now it's just a thing that keeps me awake at night.

We moved a year ago. Two weeks before we moved I did a year's worth of filing and shredded 3 black bin bags of 'stuff'... including a lot of envelopes - why do I put them in the 'to be filed' pile? Why?

It has been a year as I say. I have not done one bit of filing. I have no idea where my marriage license is. I only found my passport by accident a few weeks ago. and shhh ( I have not changed my address on anything since we moved.... eeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkk........... Thank you Royal Mail redirection service).

Luckily our middle-sized boy sleeps in our room so in his room, I have a table. I have progressed to a number of smaller piles on said table from two carrier bags and 3 piles in various places downstairs.

But still I have not filed anything. I haven't shredded anything and I have not changed my address. And I have not found my marriage license. I did however manage to tax the car back in May, not sure how I got away with that as address on insurance does not match address on log book? Do these people not check anything?

I have delegated the job of filing to husband but he will not take it on until it is up to date. What a Cocknose.