I just went through my email inbox and nuked over 4500 messages. All since January 2005. Anything important is either archived as a project file, or available through the magical wondrousnes of The Goog.
I’d been letting messages just stay in my inbox, using Spotlight and Smart Folders to find stuff easily, but over the last few days the U of C’s webmail client has been warning me (via a friendly BLINKING RED MESSAGE) that inboxes with over 5000 messages are bad, ‘mkay? So, I took the hint and nuked all kinds of stuff. Everything from “status update – February 2005” to various random ping messages.
I don’t think I’ve trashed anything critical, but should be able to focus a little better on a smaller inbox now. I couldn’t quite get to the Getting Things Done empty inbox state, but it’s an order of magnitude closer.
I just went through my email inbox and nuked over 4500 messages. All since January 2005. Anything important is either archived as a project file, or available through the magical wondrousnes of The Goog.
I’d been letting messages just stay in my inbox, using Spotlight and Smart Folders to find stuff easily, but over the last few days the U of C’s webmail client has been warning me (via a friendly BLINKING RED MESSAGE) that inboxes with over 5000 messages are bad, ‘mkay? So, I took the hint and nuked all kinds of stuff. Everything from “status update – February 2005” to various random ping messages.
I don’t think I’ve trashed anything critical, but should be able to focus a little better on a smaller inbox now. I couldn’t quite get to the Getting Things Done empty inbox state, but it’s an order of magnitude closer.
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One time many years ago (before the wonderous invention called backups) my entire mail archive was lost from my email server. It was eerie to log on in the morning and see a completely empty inbox. Not a single message. At first, I felt uncomfortable, slightly uneasy – as if a part of my existence had been erased. But, within a few moments that feeling changed to elation, like a burden had been lifted from my shoulders. I began to think that, if I had no email then that must mean I am caught up! I have no pressing projects, no urgent matters to attend to. I suddenly had a second chance. I had a clean slate. I was starting from the beginning. Fresh.
And then I heard that damn ping….