Call me The Shredder

Or you can call me paranoid, either works. So I decided a while ago to do at least a little to help fight the theft of my identity by not throwing anything with my name, address and account information into the trash. My original cheap plan was to burn these items in my fireplace. Unfortunately I don’t have that many fires and I just could not see my neighborhood being happy if I started a blaze in the back yard. So after months and months and months and months of this stuff piling up I decided I needed to make a decision on how to handle this. I decided to buy a shredder and I love it. There is something cathartic about sticking papers into something that rips them apart while making a satisfyingly destructive noise. Plus this model will also destroy credit cards. Now I just need to spend the next week(s) shredding all the junk that has piled up.

Back to the destruction, I hope that you are having as much fun as I am.