Wow, it has been a while since I’ve blogged. (Well, as Miss Attitude!) It’s not because I haven’t thought about it. A lot. It’s not like I haven’t been asked. I could make excuses, and believe me I have plenty! But I won’t. Instead I’ll get to why the mood finally struck me.
People who know me well know that I’m a clutter person. Or if you’ve been reading for a while, you know the goal is always to clean out my closet. Hey, no comments from the peanut gallery lol
So I decided it was time to purge. Instead of hitting the closet (which really needs it!) I hit the delete button instead. Delete. Delete. Delete.
I’m not only a person who saves everything from the tags to clothes I no longer own (I know I’m not alone here…) to every single receipt, I also keep emails. I never realized how much clutter this caused (the emails, not the receipts!) I figured I could ignore the inbox notification that sadly showed more than 5,000 unread emails.
Don’t judge me. I know it’s terrible. Why don’t I just delete if I don’t want to read them? Why do I keep these emails from lists I don’t even remembering subscribing to or to shopping sites I have no intention of ever purchasing from again? And does this clutter in my email mean something about my life?
I’m beginning to think it does. As I began my deleting, I thought it was best to start searching by emails I know for sure I’ll never need to see again; I began typing in by store name and then people’s names. Delete. Delete. Delete. And then.. I decided to go where I never wanted to go again. To the depths of emails dating back to 2010. Wait, how is 2013 almost half way over already? But I digress.
So when I went back, I realized I need to do more than just delete the emails. I realized it was time to purge some of the memories I’ve pushed to the side, especially bad ones. It started somewhat harmlessly with old work emails from a boss I’d rather not remember to the ex-files. Yep, those emails from the ex that for some reason still linger not only in your inbox but in your mind.
After reading one and only one from Mr. Text Cake, I went to town. Delete. Delete. Delete. And guess what? I already feel so much better. Why was I holding onto those emails? Partially I could blame it on the disturbing reason I cling to clutter (and no, I’m not a hoarder!) But I think the biggest factor was holding on to the past. The good, the bad and the ugly. Especially the ugly.
It’s time to put the past and the clutter behind and move forward.