You've Got Mail

I've just spent most of the afternoon going through the 50 or so unread emails that have been sitting in my inbox. It's been like that for the last couple of days.

I know it seems like a trivial thing to be complaining about. After all, there's plenty of other bigger problems out there that the media tells me I should be concerned for: global warming, terrorism, interest rates, Britney losing custody of the kids, for example. But everyday seems to bring more and more of these missives and messages that need actioning. I appreciate every one of them, don't get me wrong. Every last reply, comment, forward, newsletter and even the numerous alerts from several online greeting card companies. I swear I must be super popular with the amount of e-greets that have been sent to me in the last few weeks. From neighbours I didn't know I had, cousins I've never met, former schoolmates from places I never studied at, and even a card from a Sherpa in Nepal! I enjoy them all.

Sometimes, though, it can get too much. In fact, so overwhelming (there's that word again) that when I look at the ever growing list, I simply shut the whole thing down and walk away feeling stressed and jittery. Which is probably not the best thing to do since that in itself is another reason why I'm forever playing catch up. How has something that was meant to be a time saver ended up being the complete opposite?

But today, I've stucked to my guns. Today, I've replied to every message, forwarded every joke, watched every movie, checked out every interesting link, and answered every MySpace and Facebook request. My inbox is cleared, my red flags all done. And it only took me the last six hours. Just as well, too. Since I only have 15 minutes left until my shift is over. Better do something that's actually work related...

Right after I check out this new batch of deliveries. I've got mail!