Overcoming Avoidance

I got a great big enve­lope full of papers from the Social Secu­ri­ty Admin­is­tra­tion today.

I hate deal­ing with this stuff, and in the past I’ve shuf­fled it off ’til lat­er (which nev­er comes). I hate the “D” word so much that I just can’t deal with it.

Today I opened it, did the forms, put them back in the postage-paid enve­lope, and sealed it. I’ll put it in the mail­box when I go pick up sam­bear.