Pitch it

So I was gone for two weeks. This is only the second time I've actually been gone for two weeks at one time since I've been pastoring. Anyway, I took a box with me to pick up the mail when I got back... and it almost wouldn't fit in the box. I spent just about all day Monday going through mail and email (just church stuff).

Yesterday I had a few minutes where I was starting to nod off, so I decided maybe I should go through the mail pile that had amassed before I left on vacation. Then I looked at the box under my desk - which is where I transfer mail from my mail pile when the mail pile gets too high and I don't have time to sort through it yet. Under-desk-box was spilling onto the floor. So... I filled 3 garbage bags with mail and pitched it.

I usually go through the mail when I get it each day and take out the bills and stuff I can immediately tell is junk. But there's always tons of other stuff that I'm not quite sure what to do with, and it gets thrown into a pile. And now it's gone. I mean... it probably doesn't matter, does it? If you sent me something and were waiting on a reply, or an opinion from me, and I haven't given it to you yet... oops. Sorry.

I think sometimes we need to do stuff like this. I believe *purge* is the word.