I bought a shredder. It is so cool. Yes, a shredder. To shred papers. I had this drawer completely full of stupid old, unneeded records and credit card mail with those annoying extra checks the credit card people always send you that you don't want to use but don't feel comfortable throwing away since it has all your information on it so you stick it in a drawer. Now I have a shredder. And I've been shredding in the morning. And I've been shredding in the daytime. And I've been shredding in the eveningtime. And it's causing all-kinds-a mess in my house. But I have a drawer again. And I got tons and tons of little pieces of paper. Sweet.