So, I still use Yahoo.
In the era of Gmail and Gchat and Twitter and The Cloud everything and whatever, it feels like a shameful secret. Like telling you I wear my underwear three days in a row.
Which I don't. Although when I was trekking in Nepal, I did wear the same clothes for a week straight without taking them off. Not my socks, not my undies. Because it was too damn cold.
I feel no shame.
So anyway, I change my underwear daily. And I use Yahoo.
I have a Gmail account - two of them, in fact. I've had them pretty much since Gmail accounts became available. And yet, for my primary email, I hang onto Yahoo.
I know it's so 1990s. People get judgy. I know, I know.
Plus, Gmail just works so much better. It's easier.
But here's the thing.
I have years and years of history in Yahoo. I have all these messages from my dad, messages I don't want to lose. But also, messages I can't handle going through, one by one, to forward to a new email. And I don't want to print them all out.
I just want to download my entire Yahoo account. And then move on. So I can keep it for when more time and distance has gone by.
You know how some things are like that?