It has been a long time coming but reading this blog post by Lightseeker was the catalyst for me. (go read it quickly and come back right away okay?)
I have taken a Facebook break. I am not swearing off it forever because that would be dumb and irrational and silly.
Facebook, in moderation, is fabulous.
I love being in touch with so many people - some I only relate to via fb because distance separates us. This does not, however, detract from a meaningful friendship.
Here is the problem. I am a facebook addict. I check it in the morning. I check it in the night. I check it in the Pick n Pay queue. I check it in the parking lot. I check it while the kettle boils. I check it while I eat or drink tea (if alone).
I justify this by saying that I am not doing anything else so why not? It is not hurting anyone. Or is it?
It is no secret that I am wired for media. I crave it. I immerse myself in it at any given opportunity.
I seldom read real books anymore, I no longer scrap and I dont spend nearly enough time with my kids or my man; something that causes me pain....and yet I persist?
I have ordered the book The Winter of our Disconnect because I need to act now before I have 3 teens in the house. Each at their laptops, instant messaging their mates while plugged into their iPods. With their ageing addict mother beside them. :-)
For some insight into the book check out this link.