I always expect big things to happen when I’m gone.
I left work Thursday morning and didn’t fully get back to reality until Tuesday. No Interwebz, no phone, no non-face contact with humans of any sort. I feared turning my phone back on because I was certain I’d be flooded with a monsoon of texts and voicemails. The thought of checking my email almost paralyzed me for fear I’d have too many things to respond to and too many opportunities missed.
I was totally wrong.
Apparently, I’m not as popular as I would like to believe. After 4 straight days of ignoring society, society made it clear that it doesn’t care if I don’t want to be a part of it. Except for my mom. Note to self: never venture into the woods to disconnect from society without first warning your mother.
My work email, however, was a different issue entirely. I was greeted by 60 emails in my inbox, all crying for attention. My personal email? Thirteen. That may seem like a decent amount, but I”m a Groupon and LivingSocial nut. Subtract one email a day for both of those and you get 5 remaining. One was from mint.com and another was some kind of magazine email newsletter that I delete every single time because I don’t feel like clicking unsubscribe.
I should fix that obvious display of laziness.
Throw in a couple Facebook notifications, and all I had left was a big, sloppy pile of loser.
I don’t know what I expected. In fact my email is really just a place where I sign up to have specific things sold to me. I don’t check in with people or write anyone. I have one pen pal who drops me a line every three months or so (perfect for my type) and that about does it. Even my own family doesn’t get back to me when I write.
Facebook, however, greeted me like a warm puppy. And then I realized – I don’t need to check my email nearly as often as I do. I don’t know why I’m pouring over emails that are just companies showing me things I told them I like when Facebook is the place where people talk to me. In fact, when I saw something I liked on the Internet last week, I immediately linked it to Dave’s Facebook wall instead of emailing it to him. I could probably abstain from email for an entire week and pull out half an email I actually want to read instead of clicking “Mark As Read” and pretending I did.
Occasionally I’ll mark something with a star or flag that I intend to follow up on later, but let’s face it: I never do. My email inbox is nothing but a bucket of starred and flagged good intentions.
Maybe I’ll go through them all this week and see what it is I wanted to accomplish a few months ago when I marked them. I could have plans to conquer the world in there but I just never got around to the follow-up.
This could be epic. ♣