Mom, on the other hand, has been doing all kinds of stupid stuff. She washed the dirty pots and pans, paid all the Mister Bills, cleaned the recycling bin and dragged the rug sucking monster all over the house. She has been giving the shredder a good workout. (She brings boxes up from the basement, takes the papers out and puts them in the shredder. It makes a heckuva racket and I don't want to be anywhere near it when it's going.) There's a lot of junk in the basement, and Mom wants to get rid of most of it. I guess a lot of it has to take a trip through the shredder first.
I'm glad I don't live in the basement.