Every morning when I wake up, I slip on my glasses and pick up my cell phone. I look at Facebook and my e-mail before I even get out of bed. It has become part of my wake up process. A little time looking at my phone and I can roll myself out of bed.
I get a lot of junk email. Sales and advertisements from every online store I frequent. Recipes that I probably won’t take the time to read, let alone cook. Quotes and articles I won’t read. Notifications I don’t care about. Junk, waste, noise.
The days fly by, when they aren’t dragging along through the hours of doing the things I have to do until I get to the part of the day when I get to do the things that I want to do. At that time, I generally want to go to sleep.
Running the girls to school, hurrying into the office, hustling from meeting to meeting, trying to stay focused at my desk. Running to schools to pick up kids, trying to figure out what I can cook that will be done before someone has a meltdown and will get eaten by children. Dinner. Bath. Prepping for the next day. Fall into bed. Lather. Rinse Repeat.
At the bottom of all of those junk emails is a barely legible tiny blue word that reads “unsubscribe”. I clicked it. Message after message I opened, and scrolled directly to the bottom searching out the magic link, and I clicked it. Will an empty email box in the morning lead to a less chaotic day? Probably not, but I can’t find the “unsubscribe” link anywhere else.