I’m a stacker. I stack my mail, my homework, my bills, my clothes, my pictures, my magazines. I think that I’m being sensible when I delay throwing things out. Maybe I’ll need it someday – the perfect gift from a catalog, or a coupon, or a Christmas card from a neighbor. The funny thing is, I rarely ever get anything out of those piles. Perhaps sweating over the small decisions is just a distraction from the bigger jobs: getting my PhD, losing those 10 pounds, and going for that promotion. Hmm, time to get rid of the piles of the past and live the challenges of today.