I did something the other day that was done kind of out of an angry place, but has really made me happy in the long run. A week ago I turned off the auto-email check on my phone, and I don't miss it at all. Now I check in on my email when I feel like it, instead of being alerted at random moments of my day to emails that I largely do not care about.
I won't ever take the email app off of my phone, because there are days that I don't sit down at a computer and some of these emails do need a response. I don't think that I'll ever go back to pushed email notifications though. Even just the way that it's worded bugs me now. I don't want the phone to push my email to me, it can fetch it for me when I am ready to see it.
That's pretty much the approach I have with all the various apps and things now. I don't even like it to give me little number badges over an icon to pester me into looking at it. If I feel like checking on it I will, until then it should just sit there and be quiet.
The exception I make is for actual phone calls. It is a phone after all. So my phone is allowed to let me know when people call, but that is all.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Got around to washing the big grey amoeba that hangs out on the couch this morning and pinned it out to dry on the floor. As much as it's still a crazy blob of weirdness it would look so much worse if I skipped this step. Pardon the lousy photo, but rainy grey weather does not help indoor photos of grey blobs on tan floors.