Armed with my $30 label maker from Staples, I sat on the floor of my office surrounded by a pile of papers and bent-edged folders. I typed out labels for conferences long past and for class evaluations long forgotten. Tidy, new folders were tucked away in the filing cabinet. Ian appropriated the label maker for a while and stuck a “mommy” on my forehead. Duplicates and drafts were tossed into two huge trash bags.

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