Two questions I have not been able to answer myself. It seems to me if I truly lived in a paperless society I would not have so much paper to sort through and decide what to keep and what to shred and put in the burning barrel. I have stacks and stacks of documents, statements, bills, information, magazines, newspapers, cookbooks, real books and any other form of paper that exists I think.

I cannot for the life of me figure out why I need so much paper. For example my bank offers internet...

Last week was a sour week for mortgage rates. The economic data was fairly light but the releases we received were better than expected resulting in money flowing out of bonds and into an oversold stock market. At the beginning of last week, many lenders were offering 4.125% as par but by the end of the week, par had risen to 4.375%.

We have no scheduled releases for today but the data picks up tomorrow and continues the rest of the week with some high impacting releases. Tomorrow...

The last couple of days have been rough to say the least. On Thursday, I finally got my teaching contract, even though I've officially been teaching for the previous week and a half. It was 2,300 dollars less than what I had anticipated... Considering that I am not set out to pay roughly half of that in tuition and fees, I was shaken to say the least! When I went to talk to the main person that creates the contracts, I began the conversation upset but composed. About 4 sentences in I began to...

I didnt go to my exercises session today... (totally blew the schedule my Wife and I worked out last night).

I couldnt get to sleep last night, so I played Evony til 3am! Wife even came out on the couch and went to sleep-->Hint Hing :eye wink:
I simply ignored her and let her sleep LOL... I did take my sleeping meds, but, lately they havent been working for me, (wonder if any of those conterfiet drugs from China are finding thier way to my Pharmacy-->showed on the News...

While we were traveling, I thought it would be nice to keep in touch with the world by subscribing to a couple of magazines. One was The Atlantic. It was a naive thought. Traveling to see the country is a very demanding pastime, and one's attentions are mostly taken with getting to a place, seeing a place (or as much as one can in a week to ten days), and then figuring out the next place. The copies of the Atlantic piled up.

At breakfast a couple of weeks ago, I grabbed the stack and...