Gmail has given me 7 GB of free space. My iPhone has 16 GB. I do not even know how many my laptop has, but it is getting slower so I realize I am getting close – dangerously close – to the limit.
A lot of space gone – because of clutter.
I don’t know about you but I still keep emails from circa 2008 (I have 20,000+ in my Gmail to date) and have tons of unread mail. But I had to take notice when Gmail started flashing me her threat, er, promise that I can have more space – 20 GB – for $5 per annum.
I get an email from Copyblogger or Problogger, asking me why in heaven’s name am I not doubling my traffic? What am I doing wrong, and I am doing something wrong – when I have lived in the blogosphere for 2 years and have nothing to show for it – have not engaged my readers, have not sold a product, have not made a name for myself out there. And that I should think, and think deeply, reflect on the things, the ineffective things, that I am doing, delve on the whys, delve deeper.
So the red alert goes on and I find myself on a mad scramble to go on Tweeter or Facebook promoting, and then reluctantly promoting, because I did not want to inundate my Facebook friends’ walls with (self-serving) articles that promote my blog. I know that yes, they may be enriched by it, but I also do not want to be a pest (because I am not a pest).
You look at your closet and then in it – really look – and you cannot fight the overwhelming feeling that there is just too much that you have allowed yourself to accumulate. Yes, it is a testament to how much money you have had and spent, of the good life that you are trying to craft for yourself and your family. But why is it making your head ache? You heave a sigh, barely manage to control a cringe, and start – but you do not know how and where to begin. You do not even know what your mission is.
Is it just to put things in order? Once again? Until you carelessly pull out an old shirt and the clumsy movement wreaks havoc to other perfectly laid clothes. And then another bad, harried, hurried day comes and your closet is once again in shambles.
Is it to look for things to be given away? But that dress cannot go. You wore it in one of your anniversary celebrations and he said you looked stunning in it. Cannot give those knee high boots away too, they are just way too expensive. Or that sweater, because it was a gift from your boss (what if he asks about it?). Or that blouse, because it still looks kind of pretty. Or that shirt, because you got it on sale and just have not had the opportunity to wear it. Right?