I got to work this morning, and after a 4-day weekend, I had 70 emails. Do you know how many of them were actually relevant to work (meaning, had nothing to do with free shipping, special web-only deals, sales, fancy new shoes, etc.)? I think 4. And that's being pretty generous. So, in the interest of de-cluttering my life, I unsubscribed. A lot. It felt good. I will no longer be tempted by Pottery Barn, or PiperLime, or SoleStruck, or Willams Sonoma, to spend money that I don't really have anyway.
Next challenge: cleaning out our office to convert into a nursery. My husband has very lovingly pointed out recently that since he sold our old home audio equipment, most of the stuff left in that room does indeed belong to me. Yuk. So, when Mike goes back to his regular schedule at work, I'll be spending his first weekend of day shifts sorting, organizing, and garage-sale piling everything that doesn't weigh more than 30 lbs. I really, really, REALLY wish that day could be accompanied by a good bottle of wine.