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I just deleted all the contents of my address book!!! Well, kinda.

I bought a new phone a couple of months ago, so I’m giving my work Blackberry that I no longer use to a friend. But before doing so – I had to clear out all the contact stored on the phone itself. I’ve been meaning to do this for the last few months, but as usual, if I can’t get it all done at once I just don’t do any of it. Never mind that it would be much less daunting to sit and do a few here and there. My mind doesn’t think that way.

I promised said friend that I would give him this phone yesterday, but I had a meeting to go to that I forgot about until the last minute. So I had to delay the hand-off until today. So waiting until the last minute to clean up my 600+ address contacts I knew that I wouldn’t be able to get that done in time…. SO – I deleted them all!! This was one of the most therapeutic things I’ve done in quite a while!

In reviewing the contacts before deleting them it came to mind that I used to think the more people I have in my address book, the more important I must be. Since this was my work phone, and I traveled a lot, I had quite a few numbers. Most business – but quite a few personal contacts as well. Most of the personal contacts had no ‘real’ name attached. Such as: hot ass, boston movie guy, texas ‘long’ horn, sausage, wine guy, the barber, papa, nurse, pilot and, get this, drunk guy. These were the names I assigned to people because truthfully, their names never really mattered. Each of the above mentioned gentlemen served a purpose, providing me with what I wanted, when I wanted it. And no, the barber wasn’t my barber, the nurse wasn’t my nurse and the pilot wasn’t my pilot. These were the little names I gave them to help me remember them in the morning.

As a result of working a program consisting of, oh let’s say 12 steps, I can happily and honestly say I no longer categorize people in my phone based on what they can provide me. I no longer believe my importance or worth is in direct proportion to the size of my address book. It’s not the number of people in my address book that matter, but, the number of people in my address book that I call and care about that matter.

In other news – I’m having coffee with a new potential sponsor today. I’m thrilled. This is a guy I’ve been watching for some time. He doesn’t have all that much more time than I do, but he’s much further in his program that I am.

And last but not least. There are some HOT construction workers outside my work window this morning. I may have to make an exception in my address book. I would love to add ‘construction guy’ as an entry into my contacts. Ok, no I wouldn’t. I’d use his real name.