The Switch

I just did one of the saddest things I ever have had to do.

Okay, so that's not entirely true. But it was pretty sad.

I just moved contacts from one email address to another.

That may not sound so sad to you, but you're not getting the full picture.

Some of the contacts didn't make it.

I know, I know...never leave a man behind and all that. But that's just what I did. I left some behind.

Why?

I felt like it was better to pick the few that I may actually email once in awhile instead of saving all of the random addresses I've picked up over the years. The thing is, some of the contacts I didn't add to my new account are people I know. People I have loved. People who have meant the world to me.

People I would probably never email again.

I just wouldn't. I never emailed them really anyway.

See, if everyone just read my blog. *sigh*

It may sound shallow, but really, what was I going to do with all those contacts? And seeing as how I would have had to manually switch everyone of them...it wouldn't have been worth the effort to shift them all over.

But I did compromise. I sent most of them an email giving my new address and information.
See...now the ball's in my court. If they don't email me saying that they got my new address, or wish me luck on the move...well then...

They probably didn't want to keep in contact with me anyway. Right?

And so that's what I'm telling myself.

I still have time. I haven't deleted the old account yet. (Getting rid of Juno since we aren't using that for internet anymore, and I'd, like, have to pay for email. Yuck!) So maybe I'll change my mind and add a few more. But I doubt it.

'Cause that's they way the cookie crumbles.