{"id":2029,"date":"2008-12-11T15:29:44","date_gmt":"2008-12-11T15:29:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ubuntu.my\/wp30\/archives\/2008\/12\/11\/email_sabbatica.html"},"modified":"2010-05-14T17:54:23","modified_gmt":"2010-05-14T22:54:23","slug":"email_sabbatica","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/archives\/2008\/12\/11\/email_sabbatica.html","title":{"rendered":"Email Sabbatical Has Begun"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We are packed and finishing the final touches on leaving Los Angeles. My email bouncer is on (with a few remaining loopholes for those who I owe stuff to before I leave&#8230; those will close tomorrow). We will then begin driving east via the 10, do the family thing for the holidays, and then run off for a proper vacation in Costa Rica before landing in Boston mid-January.  What this translates to is:<\/p>\n<p><b>No email will be received by danah&#8217;s ornery INBOX between December 11 and January 19!<\/b><\/p>\n<p>For those who are unaware of my approach to vacation&#8230; I believe that email eradicates any benefits gained from taking a vacation by collecting mold and spitting it back out at you the moment you return. As such, I&#8217;ve trained my beloved INBOX to reject all email during vacation. I give it a little help in the form of a .procmail file that sends everything directly to \/dev\/null. The effect is very simple. You cannot put anything in my queue while I&#8217;m away (however lovingly you intend it) and I come home to a clean INBOX. Don&#8217;t worry&#8230; if you forget, you&#8217;ll get a nice note from my INBOX telling you to shove off, respect danah&#8217;s deeply needed vacation time, and try again after January 19.  It&#8217;s sick, twisted, and counter to the always-on culture that we live in. But it&#8217;s me.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve received a lot of feedback in the last week about my approach to email while on vacation. I&#8217;ve been commended and accused of being a self-righteous bitch. I particularly love the folks who tell me to get a Blackberry.  (For those who don&#8217;t know me, I have a Sidekick and an iPhone.) I normally check email all day long and when I&#8217;m in full swing, I receive 500-700 personally addressed emails per day in addition to mailing lists.  There&#8217;s no way that this is manageable when I&#8217;m going away for a month. There&#8217;s no way that I could address this much email in the first month of arriving in Boston. Also, I learned ages ago that it&#8217;s better to declare email bankruptcy than to fool myself or others into believing that I can manage the unmanageable. I announce my email sabbatical a few weeks ahead of time so that folks know what&#8217;s coming. Perhaps I misjudged how folks would take my email sabbatical. Personally, I think it&#8217;s pretty rude that folks think that the asynchronicity of email gives them the right to pile things onto my plate like a huge to-do list. But it appears that many think I&#8217;m the rude one for demanding folks to wait while I&#8217;m on vacation.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m also shocked by how many folks are completely addicted to their email. I have to admit that email sabbaticals are very much like a meditation retreat for me. It&#8217;s all about letting go. And gosh darn it, it feels mighty fine to do this.<\/p>\n<p>Anyhow, my apologies to those who think I have no right to take a vacation or beg a reprieve from the onslaught of emails from well-intended strangers.  I don&#8217;t mean to offend.  But I do mean to give myself the break that I desperately need in order to come back refreshed, rejuvenated, and ready to tackle the next big thing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We are packed and finishing the final touches on leaving Los Angeles. My email bouncer is on (with a few remaining loopholes for those who I owe stuff to before I leave&#8230; those will close tomorrow). We will then begin driving east via the 10, do the family thing for the holidays, and then run [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[321],"tags":[378],"class_list":["post-2029","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-my-life","tag-email-vacation"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2029","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2029"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2029\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2211,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2029\/revisions\/2211"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2029"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2029"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2029"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}