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Electronic housekeeping.
Let it be known that today I cleaned 1900 items out of my inbox. Go me.
I'm not sure what brought it on, exactly - it's something I've been meaning to do for ages, clean out all the old messages, and somehow, something today had me buckle down and just punch on through. Some of those messages had been there for years, and in a few cases, literally years and years and years, six in total. Whatever brought it on had me realize nobody's going to miss those items, nobody's going to much care, and if it's bothering me this much I'll be happier when it's over. And I am.
At least half of them were Livejournal comments. Given, received, left in the inbox for one reason or another. The rest were proper e-mails I haven't gotten around to sorting, items I forgot to delete, miscellaneous stuff that didn't have reason to stick around. But by volume and mass, Livejournal comments ruled the day. And because I'm me, I didn't delete them. I honestly couldn't bring myself to. Maybe I'll go back another time, clean out everything in the folder for that, but not today. That'd take much more effort, a lot more care, and I enjoy having them all archived like that. I do like comments, very much. Getting, giving, the whole act of conversation. Answering, that I'm not terrifically good at, not as good as I'd like to be. But every comment that someone makes in my journal, I read. Even if it's a random drive-by thing, I've read it.
I came to Livejournal for conversation, and I'd like to remember that. My hope is that having fewer items hanging around past the edge of the curtain will make it easier. I'll see.
Meanwhile, I have less than 100 items in my inbox, and my guess is tomorrow and next week will be devoted to cleaning up those last stragglers. Wish me luck.
I'm not sure what brought it on, exactly - it's something I've been meaning to do for ages, clean out all the old messages, and somehow, something today had me buckle down and just punch on through. Some of those messages had been there for years, and in a few cases, literally years and years and years, six in total. Whatever brought it on had me realize nobody's going to miss those items, nobody's going to much care, and if it's bothering me this much I'll be happier when it's over. And I am.
At least half of them were Livejournal comments. Given, received, left in the inbox for one reason or another. The rest were proper e-mails I haven't gotten around to sorting, items I forgot to delete, miscellaneous stuff that didn't have reason to stick around. But by volume and mass, Livejournal comments ruled the day. And because I'm me, I didn't delete them. I honestly couldn't bring myself to. Maybe I'll go back another time, clean out everything in the folder for that, but not today. That'd take much more effort, a lot more care, and I enjoy having them all archived like that. I do like comments, very much. Getting, giving, the whole act of conversation. Answering, that I'm not terrifically good at, not as good as I'd like to be. But every comment that someone makes in my journal, I read. Even if it's a random drive-by thing, I've read it.
I came to Livejournal for conversation, and I'd like to remember that. My hope is that having fewer items hanging around past the edge of the curtain will make it easier. I'll see.
Meanwhile, I have less than 100 items in my inbox, and my guess is tomorrow and next week will be devoted to cleaning up those last stragglers. Wish me luck.