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Email. Electronic mail. “…messages distributed by electronic means from one computer user to one or more recipients via a network.”
Annoying, outdated and overwhelming.
“You’ve got mail!”
I am weary of my inbox filling up no matter how many times I unsubscribe. I am tired of spam and endless requests to fill my bank account with millions of dollars. Undesirable and unwanted information about parts of the body I do not care to mention in this family-friendly post. I am not interested in your product!
If they aren’t selling something then they want something. I can’t be all things to all people, people!
Phishing, hacking, emoticons, bold it, italicize it, put a signature on it and don’t forget your bio and picture!
Folders, circles, archives, mark as read, and on and on and on.
When will it ever end?
So I have decided to go back to basics.
I’m returning to Snail Mail.
Every morning I will put freshly stamped pieces of mail in the box at the end of my driveway. Every afternoon the postman will bring me stacks of letters just begging to be opened.
All of my friends are going to love this too.
Do you want to ask me something about my kids? Write me a letter!
Want to make a comment on my blog? Drop me a postcard!
Want to correspond about the latest diet fad? Just scribble a note, stamp it FOREVER and drop it in a big blue box.
How about just to tell me you are thinking of me? Hallmark has that covered. Big time. Head over to the drugstore, pick out something from the 99 cent section and mail it on the way home! (Don’t forget to sign your name.)
Bills online? Not me! Back to hours spent writing checks and stuffing them in envelopes. The Sweetheart won’t mind.
My postal service person, mailman, mailwoman, will be thrilled. So much mail to deliver, so little time! What if we all went back to real mail? The number of new jobs at the post office would soar! The economy would thrive and more little white trucks would circle our neighborhoods than ever before. (Don’t you just love those little trucks?!)
The Post Master is gonna love me.
Happy April!