525,600 Emails

If you’re humming the tune to Rent (insert trademark sign here), that’s what I was going for. I love musicals; I do not love emails.

I don’t know why.

I get that they’re sometimes necessary. They just seem burdensome at times. Like, couldn’t this information have fit in a two sentence text?

I love reading…just not emails.

My hubby, Mr. Wonderful, is so good about checking emails he clears his inbox to nothing several times a day.

He says my inbox stresses him out.

If you email me and I don’t respond for a few days, it’s nothing against you. I just don’t check my email very often. I probably need a handler for this overflowing situation. And probably for some other issues too.

Why am I telling you all this?

First, I don’t want you to get your knickers in a twist if I don’t email you back quickly. Just trying to get the word out that my modus operandi may not fit the instant-microwave-drive-thru world we live in.

Second, perhaps you have some areas, too, that need a bit of decluttering, cleaning out, sorting through. Do you put things off as well? Are you a procrastinator of things you’re not interested in?

If you’re an inbox cleaner-outer like my hubs, skip to the next blog post—this isn’t for you. But if you’re like me and have some places and pockets and drawers and inboxes that house a little junk in your trunk, I see you.

I am you!

We can do this. Tackling hard things together and working in accountability can make hard things possible. I’ll encourage you, maybe send some encouragement back my way?

But let’s also be realistic—my email inbox may never get down to zero. But I bet I can make a little bit of improvement.

I’ll try if you will.