Cut off the paper head of one paper hydra, and five more paper heads will grow in its papery place.

[norda]

I'm trying to defeat the growing mountains of catalogues and tax forms and notes-to-self and to-be-answered-correspondence around here, but it's looking to be a never-ending battle.

I managed to give the boy a jolly good laugh last night by wistfully mentioning "if the living room was ever uncluttered enough for non-family company..." The only place without paperwork of some kind is the bathroom.

Oh, well. I'll keep plugging away between now and Memorial Day.