Confessions of a compulsive emailer

Ok, I think I have a problem. And I'm about to take the first of the AA steps on my road to redemption.
I admit it, I'm addicted to email.
It all started innocently enough. I work in IT, and its kind of par for the course to have an email address. You get one from your place of study or work, and you start to communicate with people this way. It's all a bit of a laugh and, back then, a novelty. Not everyone had an address, it was a symbol of the elite. As technology progressed, and more people came online, there were more email, and more time spent on the pc. Soon, you realised that people were losing touch with you because you changed your address as you changed your place of employment, so you get your own one. While I've never been so bad as to create endless email accounts that those pushers of this drug at hotmail and yahoo encourage you to do, I became a person who was checking their email everyday. Not too bad, hell I check the snail mail box everyday they do a delivery, its normal. But then, I was checking it twice a day, then three. When I landed a job that left me with little to do other than surf the net all day, email became a permanent fixture. Always running in the background, only a 'refresh' away from some communication. The highs when it was a note from a dear friend, the lows when it was just another person trying to sell viagra.
I'm trying to break away from this, I'm back to checking just twice a day. I've also moved to less 'hard' technologies. The TV, radio, even blogging (for this takes some effort and thought, which i'm not always able to muster) are comfortable substitutes.
I believe in myself, I CAN live without knowing if someone has emailed me in the last hour or so. It CAN wait until tomorrow. Breathe, breathe....
For now, though, I think I will calm myself by checking my phone for any text messages....