I have missed almost all of a lovely spring-like day because I’ve been inside dealing with the contents of one very large wicker laundry basket. This morning it and several shallow boxes were full of papers, printouts, and articles (plus the odd scraps of paper with little notes that I haven’t a clue what they mean now!) that had accumulated during the months I was – it seems – doing next to nothing in the way of getting organized.
Once things are put where they’re supposed to live, I can usually lay my hands on it fairly quickly. I have filing crates identified for easy grabbing by big labels on the front, each with a “Little House” book title on it. That doesn’t mean that Malone research is necessarily in the Farmer Boy crate. In fact, it isn’t. I have notebooks for articles by-and-about Laura and Rose, but some articles are in folders. Some folders are in notebooks. Some notebooks are in a box. I used to collect cardboard tomato boxes because they were the perfect size for storing unfiled papers. I had stored them (empty) in my car while it was in storage. Then Marse Grover decided to use them to store trash, so good-bye tomato boxes. I therefore have taken over some wooden boxes he made for storing his computer disks, back when people used lots of disks for storage. That’s one of his my wooden boxes in the photo above.
I did manage to file everything that belonged in file folders. It’s just the notebook stuff that’s left “to be dealt with.” Over ten inches’ worth. De Smet ruler is shown for scale. I guess I know what I’ll be doing tomorrow.
Oh yeah, and I still have that pile of scraps of paper with the mysterious notes.
