Recently, something happened quite by accident, sort of, at least it started out that way . . .
It was a busy week. Appointments, a pop-up book signing event, office duties, travel, accounting (ugh), and a wonderful overnight stay at our favourite B & B.
Each morning, something that is part of my daily schedule is to peruse my emails. I know, what’s so unusual about that, we all do it, right? But, what I found myself doing was scanning for notifications from people I knew and glossing over, without opening, newsletters and other bits of information I have signed up to receive. I didn’t even delete them or file them for later. I just left them there accumulating to almost a point of no return, almost!
It was a busy week. Appointments, a pop-up book signing event, office duties, travel, accounting (ugh), and a wonderful overnight stay at our favourite B & B.
Each morning, something that is part of my daily schedule is to peruse my emails. I know, what’s so unusual about that, we all do it, right? But, what I found myself doing was scanning for notifications from people I knew and glossing over, without opening, newsletters and other bits of information I have signed up to receive. I didn’t even delete them or file them for later. I just left them there accumulating to almost a point of no return, almost!
A decision had to be made. Leave well enough alone and let all of this mail arrive without opening it and ultimately hitting the read later (which I don’t seem to get around to doing), or just delete (which seems to be the norm). The other option is to do some serious house cleaning by unsubscribing to a bunch this mail. The latter is the most realistic because let’s face it, if I keep getting them and not bother opening them, they are considered of no use to me, so why bother wasting the time of having them arrive?
Perhaps, at one time, the writer of these daily, weekly and monthly notices was of interest to me because of projects I was working on or general data they provided. What seems normal in all of this, is if I have moved on, so should they.
Perhaps, at one time, the writer of these daily, weekly and monthly notices was of interest to me because of projects I was working on or general data they provided. What seems normal in all of this, is if I have moved on, so should they.
Today must be the day to start spring cleaning. The sun is shining, it’s too cold to be wandering around outside and since I can now see about 60% of my desk after purging and filing stuff away, it must be the day to clear out the emails.
How do you keep on top of the emails, subscriptions or otherwise, in your inbox?
Here are a few more inbox thoughts.
Ann Edall-Robson
Author, Photographer, Lover of Life
"Capturing moments others may never get to experience."
Author, Photographer, Lover of Life
"Capturing moments others may never get to experience."
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