I've spent the last 1/2 hour or so "cleaning house". Going thru an inbox that hadn't been really cleaned out for over a year. Deleting old emails, moving others to various folders, and in the process stumbling across a bunch of delicious forgotten memories. Little snapshots of my life.
The emails between 5 best friends, each so desperately wanting/needing a GNO, and everyone doing their best to clear their schedules for a bit of girl time. Sometimes successfully, sometimes not.
The emails from my SIL, usually coordinating a playdate or family dinner or sharing photos from our latest get together.
The ridiculously hilarious emails that 2 certain friends are known to forward. You know the ones: the email from said friend who is selling bed throws for Christmas and then you scroll down to see a sample and are greeted not by a picture of a knitted afghan but instead of a (seemingly) naked man sprawled across a bed. The email that lists the 40 mistakes men make during sex (that leaves you contemplating forwarding it to your own husband with a footnote urging him to please take note of #'s 4, 10, & 18.) Yes, dear friend, you are laughing as you read this because you know who you are;)
Taking pause to consider those "stop & think" emails. Loving one that starts with: "so true..." and ends with: "don't worry about the world coming to an end today, it's already tomorrow in Australia."
Thanks for the mail and thanks for the memories!
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