I've gotten several requests to send daily emails for Hello, Month. I've thought about it, but here is something I know about email: if it is predictable enough and happens often enough, it will unwittingly train the recipient not to open it. Then when you send an email you really want people to read, it will get ignored.
You can probably recognize this phenomenon in yourself. Maybe you sign up for a daily deal site, like Groupon. The first week, you open every single one. The second week, you start saying to yourself, "I know what that is. I don't need to open it right now. I'll open it later." And maybe you do. The third week, you start auto-archiving everything you receive from Groupon. When you get tired enough of doing that, you eventually unsubscribe.
There are ways to deal with this, but they aren't perfect. If you clearly label predictable, high-volume emails so that people recognize when something is different, that could help. If you give people the option of subscribing separately to those same emails (and create a clear, ongoing message that they can update their subscription options whenever they like), that could help.
Of course, there are upsides to daily emails, too. The value of someone being aware of your work every single day is big, even if they don't open the email. And there are certainly people who will look forward to that email every day, and it will change their lives.
For now, I'm staying away from daily emails for Hello, Month (instead, I'm sending subscribers a monthly introduction to how we're making the new month special), but I'm still dreaming about how to do something that is more impactful. In the meantime, something that's really working for me is making it my browser's home page. That way, every time I get on the internet, I am reminded to listen to the truest part of myself and make today awesome.
This week has been an incredible rush! I can't believe it's Thursday already. But then there's this music video, and I laugh and laugh. (Kudos to Al and John for introducing me to this.)
My birthday's coming up in a little over a month (October 20th). I'll be 31. I haven't been too concerned over the "getting older" thing. I've struggled with insecurity over the years, and I'd heard it gets better as you move through your 30s (it does).
This made my smile. I haven't learned exactly 17 of these yet.
Since we are entering the back-to-school zone (we teach the kids under our own roof...or whatever roof we happen to be under at the time), I took the week off work to ease into our fall routine. It's been nice to have fewer expectations on me, but wow...fewer expectations on me! Turns out, I'm absolutely hopeless when my time isn't accounted for.
What a week off looks like in Sarah-land
- Wishing there were more subjects to teach...is the school day over already?
- Eating lots of toast
- Reading way too many blogs
- Trying to check email/social media only every three hours, and giving myself the shakes in the process (who needs withdrawal symptoms when you've got an intravenous drip of notifications at your disposal?)
- Wondering how I drained my iPad battery that quickly; must be a malfunction
- Making a list of things I like to do as much as I like working. It is a very short list, and it includes educating my kids. Which I already did. And hanging out with John, who will be home in only 6 hours, 13 minutes.
- Making a list of foods to eat next week when I will be working again.
- Being sad that I didn't order a stack of books on amazon for this occasion. Next time.
- Thinking of new hobbies, but none of them sound as fun as work
- Grateful for the angst that makes me appreciate my work even more when I get back to it
I love that I get to do work that makes me so happy (the reason my August sucked was all personal-related, not work-related). But now I know that the next time I take a week off, I better have something at least as interesting as work planned.
I told John that I either want to live in an urban space or very, very far away from any neighbors. It looks like the far away might be more doable than the urban right now. Thankfully, there's a word for that. (See more lovey illustrated words that I don't know how to pronounce here.) [via]
So, I made something and showed it to several of you over the weekend (if you're on my email list, you've seen this already). If not, take a look and tell me what you think. September is going to be the best month ever.
You know what I love about being an adult? You have the power to fulfill all of your childhood dreams. I have to remind myself of this when I get busy and my brain gets full of work.
Enter, House With Slide. This is AMAZING. (Though John's first reaction was, "What is that flower thing? Is that a couch. Uggh." Seriously John....that's what you noticed?) More on Handmade Charlotte.
We went to visit my in-laws for my brother-in-law Scott's wedding. It was a blast...my littlest took it as a prime opportunity for dancing down the aisle.
I keep hearing good things about Amazon Prime lately. (Some people even buy furniture and get free two-day shipping! I'm looking at you, Tara.) I finally decided to give it a go.
Movie-wise, it has a lot of the same offerings as Netflix, but also quite a few that aren't there. The other day, I found The Duchess of Duke Street, and I am completely hooked. Worth the whole subscription price, in my opinion!
I've been quiet this week, because I'm working on a new project, inspired by my hilariously terrible August. Here's a glimmer of it. (September is going to be awesome. Just you wait.)
Hey look! A guy who wears a pirate costume every day. (Not that it's the same. I am Napoleon, not a pirate. Totally different, for the record.)
“He’s incredibly shy when he isn’t in costume,” his wife confides. “Good luck getting two words out of him. But in the costume, he just transforms. He becomes just a total ham.” Mrs. Mudbone
Today, I took Nolan and Lilah to the Natatorium for their natatory lessons. Yep, I'm going to be saying that all the time now.
Yesterday, John was about to walk out the door to the grocery store, and I was sitting on the couch listening to this talk (again). He stood there with the door open for 20 minutes...I dare you to not be happier after watching Shawn Achor talk.
Thinking about moving is a little overwhelming...there's so much to do to get our place ready to sell to someone else! The thing that keeps me going is thinking about the possibilities a new space might bring us. Like more light! And a chance to actually design it! (Which, we just realized yesterday, we've never taken the time to do before.)
I saw this beautiful home in Amsterdam and I thought to myself, "Sarah, that is so you." Because it is. Even if I had no kids, it would be totally me. You can ooh and ahh over the whole house here.