I found this article on Bankrate, which convinced me that maybe -- just maybe -- I don't need to be saving my bank statements from junior year of college, or the rent stubs from our first apartment, or two years' worth of AT&T bills from our last house.
I'm creating a lot of recycled material tonight.
DESTINATION: Recycling. Except the random bits of paper with account info on it -- those go in the trash under the dirty diapers. When you have babies, you don't need a shredder! Your trash is its own protection.
We found some treasure while cleaning out the file bins. Random post coming in a few...