This post by Jennifer Flaten
Today, at work, I spent 4 (yes, F-O-U-R) hours stuffing envelopes. My organization sends out a lot of mailings. We’re a nonprofit, and we often have volunteers handle the envelope stuffing and stamping, but my envelopes contained the YTD giving history for our donors. Since this is obviously confidential information I am the only person who can handle them. So all 400 envelopes were my responsibility.
Now, I could complain about it…especially since I went in on my day off to get the task done, but I won’t. Sure, it was an incredibly repetitive task, but I found it rather soothing. Pick up letter, stuff in envelope, seal envelope, place in pile. Later take pile to stamper. Run through stamper-put in outgoing mailbox. Zen, I tell you!
I actually sort of enjoy the occasional envelope stuffing party. It certainly gives my brain a chance to wander. I think about plots of my current books and try to guess the outcome or I plot my next knitting or jewelry project and before I know it the task is done.
While it was mundane, it was rather gratifying to see the stack of statements in the undone shrink and the done pile grow. I feel the same way about laundry. I dump out the laundry, sort it and fold it and put it away–boring yes, but what a sense of accomplishment.
Do you feel the same way about repetitive chores/tasks?
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