Yahoo also had notified me within the past few days that someone from Japan and Spain had tried to access my Yahoo account and suggested I change my password there. I did.
There's no way I can go into my zillion (well, not exactly) accounts all in one session and change the passwords. But I figure I've been given an alert and a head's up by the powers that be, about passwords. So, from here on in, any time I am entering a site of any kind, I will make it a point to change that password.
Some of these I cannot even remember because they remember it for me. How convenient is that? As it turns out, it's not convenient at all in this situation. But it's no biggie. I just have to click that I've forgotten my password, enter my email addy, and they'll send me a temporary one plus a link to the password re-set page.
That settled, I realized today that I've been de-cluttering my stacks of paper (documents, pamphlets, patterns, etc.) almost every day. I seem to have developed a habit within the past two weeks of grabbing any stack of paperwork that I see just sitting out in the open, and bringing it to the couch, and having a "go" at it.
At first, I was annoyed at myself because I wasn't accomplishing anything physical in the house. Even though my house is tolerable, it's not as cool as I'd like it for heavy physical de-cluttering.
Meanwhile, I've been griping to myself for years about needing to get at this paper clutter. So, gee, isn't this great? My secret wish has been answered. I am actually looking for more loose stacks. Then I must tackle cartons. Maybe I really will carve a hole in this archaeological dig I fondly call home.
All in all, the day has ended on an upbeat note. I've made some decisions to make some changes, and I noticed I have been making some changes without having consciously made the decision to do so.