Call me next time you’re concerned..

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Fail. Here I am, the blog has won again.

But then I sit down to write something and it comes out totally lame. Like nothing that I would ever publish much less read. I’ve already rewritten this paragraph 3 times now.

SO – I’m just going to say it… just going to get it out there. In response to the many that have emailed me concerned… which almost threw me over the edge, because you see it is the truth… I panic a little every time I check the mail.

There it is.
I said it. I finally said it.

A few days ago I posted that I might have this little phobia which causes me to wince a little before opening my PO box or see a pile of recently delivered items on my desk… even email can draw up a twinge of blood pressure when I hear that ding “You’ve got mail”. But, as a person that does not frighten easily, I have drawn up reasonings for the fear as well as tactics to deal with… 

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I am afraid of bad news. Really – that’s it in a nut shell. It could be an invoice that I haphazardly overlooked and now the payee is breathing down my neck. It could be an email from a relative suffering from illness – or a reader from this lovely blog that is looking for donations for one reason or another… So hard to raise money in this economy. It could be a handwritten letter without a return address telling me that I am going to die soon – beware. Or a check that will eventually bounce causing me to call the bank and report that yet again, someone paid with a bogus check. It could also be junk. Spam that sends my inbox over the limit or catalogs for American Girl Doll that, ew, are just as scary as the mail itself. And the gobs of recycling that we have to worry about – especially this time of year when EVERYTHING is on sale.

I have thought about throwing in the towel – stopping the mail, but alas, mail is completely unavoidable in all of it’s forms and curses. So, not unlike people that can’t cross bridges or live in fear of stepping on cracks or Tickle Me Elmo –I move on. I breathe deeply and hope that the news is nothing but the latest issue of nonsense that I can pile onto my “going to read soon” stack….only for further obsession.

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2 Responses to “Call me next time you’re concerned..”

  1. Amanda says:

    You know when you mentioned this the other day I kinda thought you were nuts.Than I started to think about it. I think I may suffer from little phobia as well. Oh not as bad, but a little. I generally like getting mail but if it’s a letter without a return address or a hand written envelope my heart begins to pound. As for email, I love getting it but dread the fact that I actually must reply. I spend days agonizing over it and often my responses are very delayed.

  2. Kristen says:

    seriously? you can write something that is not worth publishing? I do NOT believe it. Though how brave to come right out and face your fears like that. In public no less. Bravo.That is good that you only have “a going to read soon stack,” I have a bazillion of those. To the point where my house is going to be showcased on one of those tv shows, you know the ones. You would think that the fear of embarrassment would make me toss that junk as soon as it arrives… but no, it might be important later, years later, but I never read it so I didn’t know.

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