Dear Sam, Today was traumatic. Not because it’s the first week of summer and all six kids are home. Not because it’s the first of the month and all the bills are due. No. Today was traumatic because I finally addressed the email problem I’ve been avoiding for over a year. For reasons I cannot fully explain, I convinced myself fixing my email would require a degree in computer science, a trip to a phone store, and possibly a priesthood blessing or an exorcism. So naturally, I ignored it for twelve months. Today I faced my fears. It was every bit as awful as I imagined. I fought Microsoft. Then Outlook. Then Outlook.com. Then Microsoft 365. Then GoDaddy. Then something called a passkey. Then Microsoft Authenticator. Then verification codes. Then verification codes to verify the verification codes. At one point I was being asked to approve an app that required access to an account that I couldn’t access because I needed the app. I briefly considered living...