E-mail monitoring
I just realized I’m doing something that’s either brilliant or warped.
Like many people, my father is a big e-mail forwarder. I accept it because, well, he’s actually using e-mail, and, his place of employment is probably pretty good about that.
I have been unconsciously monitoring the dates and times of his e-mails noting when he’s home, how late he stays up, and, since he’s had a cold, if he has been going to work. Sure, I could just call him, and, we speak about every other day, but, it just made me laugh when I realized what I was doing.
You’re such a wonderful caring daughter!!
I prefer to think of it as brilliant. Because I do it, too.
My mom is 78 and I used to bitch and moan about all the junk she sent me. Finally, FINALLY, I convinced her to stop.
And during the sudden email drought, I thought, HOLY CRAP, she could be lying there dead on the floor and how long would it take me to notice? (I live an hour away.)
So I told her to put me back on the list. For some reason the junk mail doesn’t bother me so much anymore.