I promise this post isn’t all about Reese’s Pieces and chocolate cake. It is about spam, though. Have any of you ever eaten Spam? I haven’t. Don’t plan to, either. The electronic version is bad enough.
So I realized this afternoon that I haven’t checked one of my email addresses in a week. My email is in all kinds of transition right now. I’m switching from two very spammy addresses (one personal and one business) to five brand new ones (one personal, and four different ones for different aspects of business).
Between my trip last week, the general slow business pace of the summer, and the fact that I’m juggling seven email addresses, I somehow missed checking in on my main (original) business email for a week. Oops. And when I went to take a look today, guess what I found:
3500 new messages. Yes, folks, that’s three thousand five hundred brand spankin’ new email messages waiting for me. Luckily, I have a pretty decent spam filter or two which instantly whisked away 3000 of those messages. That still left 500, though, the majority of which were either also spam, or just unimportant things I didn’t need to read – a fact that took me over an hour to determine.
If I had a sweet tooth, I’d be drowning my troubles in the rest of this chocolate cake. Luckily, I don’t because, oh, have I mentioned I’m back on my diet today? Yeah. Anyway.
So now I have 25 email messages that need to be dealt with tonight, not including any new orders that arrived (they’re already transitioned into yet another email account – that’s 8, if you’re counting. is your head starting to hurt yet? because mine is). 3500 messages, boil down to 25 important ones. My mind boggles at the insanity of that. Is it any wonder I am moving around my email accounts?
Gosh, I hate spam! And the amount of time it wastes!
Anyway, all that griping just to say that I am going to wait until tomorrow to draw a few winners for the tote bags. Tonight it’s all about the email. And the not strapping on a feed bag while I answer them. Sounds like a rip-roaring good time, doesn’t it? Totally.