I was reading “The Less than Domestic Goddess” yesterday and her post was about how she realized it had been one year since she quit Facebook. (http://www.thelessthandomesticgoddess.com/ – I suggest this blog, She is great)
This revelation got me thinking. What exactly am I getting from Facebook? I talk to people who are close to me, and honestly if I’m not, I should be. I shouldn’t rely upon the internet and social media to maintain relationships.
So, I made the decision to take some time off. I am going to stay away for a year. I made all of my photos private, except for the one’s that didn’t include the kids, cleaned up my profile, confirmed my security settings and posted the following quote, “Remember, Today is the first day of the rest of your life.”
And I meant it.
Basically, there is too much of this life to live to be worried about how my ex-boyfriend from High School’s dog is doing since it fell ill. Or how someone I haven’t seen since grammar school is peeved about the red light in her neighborhood. Why do I need to know this? That’s right, I don’t.
Also, it became some odd habit to check it all the time. Did someone post on my wall? Did I get a picture comment?
Really? I am 34, I realized no matter how many other people do this, it make me feel silly.
So, I decided to spend any time I was going to spend on Facebook, writing, or cultivating ideas about writing. I may still surf my regular break sites like Jezebel.com, CNN.com, NPR.org, etc. but for the most part I have bid adieu to Facebook.
Wish me luck, just don’t post it on my wall.
I won’t see it. 😉
Woman on Pause