Christmas brings out the gift-giver and gift-getter in all of us, doesn’t it?! Just like my friend Janet who ended up with a bucket of Barbies, I have a few things that I want, I need, I just have to have.
Sometimes it’s clothes, other times it’s books and I hate to confess but all too often, it’s a Starbucks – although I have been limiting my supply lately.
My biggest want these days is “white space.” Sometimes it even feels like an addiction. I just have to get some white space! But, it’s not white space in my schedule…it’s white space on my computer screen.
Sounds odd? Well, you see I have this thing about clearing out my email inbox so there’s white space at the bottom of my screen. When there are only a few emails to answer and lots of white space below, it makes my heart happy!! I am a simple person in that way. (Don’t tell my husband because he might just wipe out some emails, so I will be “happy!”)
This addiction is more serious than it may seem. You see, I get a bit ansy when there is no white space, and I get downright anxious when emails start coming in faster than I can keep up with them. Make no mistake, that is almost daily! I really get in a twit when there is no promise on the horizon for time to clear out some space.
Those little emails have voices and they squeal for my attention. They tell me that people will get frustrated and think not-so-nice things about me if I don’t answer some time soon. And the voices tell me that if I don’t manage my white space wisely I will lose all hope of ever having white space in my inbox again!
So, in the midst of laundry and cleaning and homework and answering phone calls, I sit down to respond to a “few” emails. Two hours later the kids are “starving,” the dog is howling at the neighbors cat from our backyard, JJ pulls into the driveway after work and I haven’t even started dinner!
Instead of greeting him at the door with a kiss, he comes in and sees the back of my laptop screen and me scrunched down behind it – trying to get me some white space!
Can anyone relate? Do you love white space like I do? Tell me your secrets for managing this this little monster and I’ll tell you mine :->.