I spent a very restful part of Xmas Eve afternoon
unsubscribing from lots of email alerts, email lists, going through and
tightening social media settings on my home inbox... and I felt no guilt, only sheer
relief.
In an ideal world there are lots of things I would keep up
with from all kinds of current and past professional doing's.
As it is by the time I get home from work, something about dinner is done... my urge to retrospectively read a seething inbox daily of the last 23 hours of everyone elses' activity on professional and personal matters... is really fairly weak.
As it is by the time I get home from work, something about dinner is done... my urge to retrospectively read a seething inbox daily of the last 23 hours of everyone elses' activity on professional and personal matters... is really fairly weak.
I gaze at the sheer acreage of it
all and I wince as I try to pick out the things I actually want or need to know
about from the monster pile.
So it needed something done about it, I just hadn't
found the energy or time to do it.
As I wasn't remotely getting through it anyway, what use was it
actually serving (other than to glare balefully at me nightly)?
I now have hopes for 2015 to be able to actually see the
relevant things in it and for a daily trickle I can cope with and do things
about rather than the flood of creation.
And don’t get me wrong, letting go is sad in a way. But life
changes, can’t keep everything and add on all the time ad infinitum. Eventually, it's what’s
feasible that matters, and concentrate on what’s most important.
I have a decluttering urge. Streamlining is good.
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