Clump #164:  Clear away pile number 23, life insurance paperwork.

Some wives present dessert after dinner; this evening I served my husband a clump of life insurance paperwork.  Lucky guy! Below, left: recycle; right: recycle and shred.  A smaller pile, filed.

Even if the grass, plants, and trees are not green yet, stores are pushing the color like Christmas decorations in October.  Both silly:

And sweet:

Who am I to resist?  The pigment therapy color for today is great, glorious green!

A trio of photos of green growing things forming passageways …

through which a few people I love walked …

we’re moving toward the green!

I heard a familiar song on the radio yesterday, The Eagles’ “Already Gone.”  These lyrics suddenly jumped out at me:

So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains 
And we never even know we have the key 

I made a connection to our self-inflicted paper jam.  The reality of finally setting ourselves free has not fully sunken in.  We’ve had the keys all along. But, soon..

I will sing this victory song
Woo-hoo-hoo, my, my woo-hoo-hoo

I often listen to WXPN, 88.5 FM.  For any music lovers out there, the station has been offering a free download a day “To get you through the cruelest month of February … twenty stellar studio session performances.” Tomorrow, Monday, February 24 — one day only — all twenty will be available to download.  They will disappear at midnight on February 28 … just like my paper piles!