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Are you overwhelmed with the paper piles on your kitchen counter and stashes throughout your home? Moms are often overwhelmed with all the paper that comes into their homes everyday. Here are three quick tips that can help you take control of the paper.,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
Tip #1: Be picky about what papers you keep.
80% of the papers that the average person keeps or files away are never looked at again. Ask yourself these questions:
Will I need to refer to this paper again?
Is this information current?
Can I get this info again?
What would be the worst thing that would happen if I got rid of this?
Tip #2: Deal with the paper that comes into your home on a daily basis.
Paper seems to multiply. You get more in the mail and the kids bring home even more every day. Make a point to make a decision those papers ever day by asking yourself:
Do I need to act on this? If the answer is yes, pick a date
Do I need to refer to this on a later date?
Do I need to give this to someone else?
Make this part of your daily routine and you will put an end to paper clutter before it even starts.
Tip #3: Have system in place to deal with school papers and artwork.
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It does not take too long before paper start to take over. Try to make decisions on the papers in your home on a daily basis and limit what you keep.
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