As we approach winter in the Northern Hemisphere, this is as good a time as any to consider computer inventory.
As of mid-day today, after spending all day yesterday ‘cleaning up’ this is what things look like here:
Copernic (an eternal work in progress) shows 93,635 indexed documents with 1,006,032 keywords.
This does not include email, bookmarks, app data, anything stored on websites, social networks, in the cloud, etc. And one outline, PDF or database for instance, counting as one file, may contain 10′s of thousands of words.
My Dropbox contains 42 portable apps. My Programs lists 164 other items.
How much of this do I actually need for reasonable daily use or ever?
All these files (not apps) break down into basically three categories; archival/reference, in-use or things yet to be read or watched that I might find useful someday. If I can only find the time for them. So I’ve compromised by creating an Inbox for this incoming material.
This allows me to keep it longer while preventing it from infiltrating deeper into my system never to be seen again. This could be a good place to drag shortcuts to 20,000 bookmarks as well.
The other step is to put the main folders (on a mind map, for instance) and list next to each one, as I’m sorting through my folders, all intended actions in the near or distant future. Not that I plan on doing them necessarily but just to see.
This is fairly simple because I already have the same main folders as tabs in ActionOutline, (with notes) although I haven’t been completely honest and listed everything.
So, using a combination of what’s already in ActionOutline and sifting through folders, I start making decisions. If a file is not strictly archival or in-use, send it back to the Inbox or toss it out. For the sake of clarity, the Inbox is also divided into the 10 main folders.
First quick pass through moving files to the Inbox: 53.2 GB, 7,844 files, 697 folders. The Inbox is, or should be, the gatekeeper. Or, as I like to think of it, optional.
Either files pass muster and continue on to the inner sanctum. Or they don’t. The average lifespan is only 85 years or so.