Actually, Monday was that day, as I started to process the overflowing box. Piles everywhere on the table, split out by sender. I was surprised to find mail in the box from March 2006. Seven PG&E bills here, seven credit card statements there, etc. And a promise, which I've broken before, to not clear off the table until I've properly processed and filed everything. It can't just go back in the box to be dealt with later. I did that before, and now is later.
I'm an engineer so I like making spreadsheets. I've long maintained a spreadsheet with all my regularly occuring bills and statements: a column for when I received it, a column for how much I had to pay, when I paid it, and from what account. Very cute. I looked around for my latest print-out of that sheet before I started sorting the mail and I couldn't find it. Oh, no! But then it struck me: I don't need to do that anymore. Really! I don't need to keep careful notes that I received my cell phone bill on April 10, 2006, and it was for the amount of $43.56. Sure, I'll keep the bill itself for a while, I can't give up everything cold turkey. But I'm going to try the no-meticulous-records approach for a while, and see if I regret anything.
What's really scandalous is that I'm also giving up balancing my checkbook each month. But, really, what's the checking account these days, anyway, but a conduit between my paycheck and my credit card account, which auto-pays most bills. I *am* still looking over my credit card statement each month, reliving the exciting moments when I bought dinner at Hobee's or paid for another month of Internet service. But the checking account register? No so much.