So I've always used the delete button with a certain sense of trepidation. I've never turned off those warnings that say,"Do you really want to delete that?"
But apparently I have been remiss. I have gotten lax. I got so ingrained in my routine that I just didn't give it a second thought anymore. Somewhere along the line I got over my whole fear of deleting.
Until last night.
Sitting on the couch, going through my emails, I tried to go back to my inbox after permanently throwing out all of my deleted emails.
Except that I was not in my deleted box, but in my inbox.
My entire inbox, completely deleted.
Unrecoverable.
Gone.
Vanished.
Buh-bye.
It's so overwhelming that it is actually funny is some small way. Small being the operative word here.
I know- you're just shaking your head at me, aren't you? And you're still wondering how I got locked in the basement? Fear not, dear readers, I was locked out of the house TWICE this week.
Seriously, I think I need a reality TV show. Then people might really believe me when I write about all of these things.
Yours, wishing you whatever it takes for you to get ready for Christmas before the weekend is out,
Melissa
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