I love, love, love mail——not bills that come in the mail just mail! In the eighties, I enjoyed snail mail: Postcards and pen pal letters. Then, in my twenties my own magazine subscriptions began arriving in the mail. It’s a mini surprise to see what I’ll get in the mail each day! I love to send mail too. Thank you notes, invitations, just a note or a flier that made me think of someone, etc. Small samples and coupons that arrive in the mail are always fabulous too. The only problem is finding time to organize all the items that come in the mail daily! Whew!
At least, I get a break on Sunday! Ha. It gives me a little breathing room to organize all the items that pile up on my desk that I want to keep and/or pass on to others. This summer, I’m away from my mailbox and my desk for six weeks. My husband spot checks the mail for bills but when I return from vacation, I’ll need a vacation to file through six weeks of mail! Even after hours and hours and hours of travel, you’ll find me curled up on the couch filtering through our mail. I love that time as much as Renae loves to sit at the end of her driveway checking her mail after a long’s day worth of work! The madness might be in the solitude we find. Who knows? But, we love our mail. However, the mail matter of organizing all the mail still remains. Thus, I loved the acronym that I found in Working Mother’s summer issue:
Battle the bundles of bills and backpack notices (& save a few trees) by following these rules: Sort mail by type and immediately toss catalogs and other junk mail into a recycle bin. Immediate results will motivate you to continue. Use the F.A.T. system to either File, Act on, or Toss bills or other mail. Enter meetings and other important dates into your agenda [I love to use a Mom Agenda! This reminds me to order my new school year agenda now!] . And be sure to shred any papers with personal information!
This little reminder is just what I’ll need to remain organized at the end of vacation as summer rolls into a new school year for my little one and the humid summer months beg fall to take the lead into a new season of our lives.