Jan 20
2017
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A Droopy Folder Doubles As a Time Machine;
and Spotlights the Power of the Written Word
My file cabinet at home was exploding.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had cleaned out my folders in that cabinet. The drawers were harder to close than my teenager’s sock drawer. It was time.
I decided to start with the folder that would take me the longest; figured it would be all down hill from there.