Coat of Mail
January 13, 2011 § 6 Comments
Moving on from last night’s post on the topic of self-trust and respect, I couldn’t help but be reminded of what Henry Wadsworth Longfellow once wrote. “He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.” Sometimes I look around my apartment, and wonder if I confused his reference to armor with the post. One provides protection, and the other, it seems, there can be no protection from.
Sorting mail. It’s the perfect Thursday evening activity. And I defy you to say that junk mail doesn’t count as an ‘item.’
If you’ve sunk to the lowest rung of pack-ratdom as I have, you’ve experienced this before. As the week’s local coupons, service offers and credit card offers pile in, it’s difficult not to justify their existence in your home. At first you say, ” I don’t have time to sort through it right now but I will this weekend.” Then, “this weekend” turns into next and then you tell yourself, “tonight, I’m going to sit down and clip coupons.” When you realize the coupons expired yesterday you have a fit and throw them across the room (instead of the trash). During a quick clean up before company comes, you stuff them under your futon, or in the closet to get them out-of-the-way. It becomes a never-ending cycle of ‘unintentional’ hoarding.
Properly sorted, the last few weeks of piled up junk mail going off to the paper recycling bin.