Tomorrow starts Media week. Those who saw me breeze through clothes week are now just waiting for me to crack. I know it’s bad when my son used to associate feeding times with my phone. I think about 3 people will be there tomorrow as some are still enjoying an extra week of half term, some have inset days with older children around, and one of us gave birth two weeks ago. I texted Siobhan to check if we were going ahead with the dvd as she keeps the schedule, and she assured me we were going to press on. bravely. No getting out of this one!
This is the week I’ve been dreading. I’ve done a version of this before I even read Seven. After watching the Advent Conspiracy at life group I decided to give up facebook for December. It was easier than I thought, and did me the world of good, as in it got me through Christmas without spiralling into a depressive state of believing everyone else out there has the perfect life and mine is boring. boring. boring.
I think I’m over that bit of Facebook now. I can scroll through news feeds and eat the meat and spit out the bones. Well let’s be honest, it’s not really meat, (and I don’t really eat meat) it’s more like…junk food, with the occasional healthy snack. I am shamefully addicted though. I think my seratonin levels rise whenever I see a fleck of red against a backdrop of blue. It’s just crazy. It really is. I feel slightly strung out on social media at the moment. I think it’s possibly due to the half term haze that’s tricked me into staying up ridiculously late just because I don’t technically have to be anywhere the next day which has resulted in me getting stuck in a temporary rut.
I’ve been particularly obsessing over Jen Hatmaker’s latest blog post. Not the post itself. It was nothing short of hilarious, and I read it, laughed, and didn’t give it a second thought. I’m used to Jen. She’s the author of 7, in case anyone hasn’t picked that up yet. However (due to my constant Facebook checking) I started to notice her blog appearing in my newsfeed, and being posted by people who were unlikely to be regular followers. To make a long story short, the blog went VIRAL, and it was suddenly appearing on the front page of MSN in the states. The last time I checked (about a minute ago), there were 2,900 comments!!!
Most of the comments were along the lines of “I feel exactly the same way!! You’re in my brain! You’re my new best friend! You’ve nailed it! I’m not alone, and mainly ha ha ha’s” However, i could not help but get drawn in like a moth to a flame as some of the more negative reactions started to appear. There are people out there who clearly don’t have a sense of humour. The scary thing was, even though these are people I will never meet, their comments, their rudeness, their downright meanness, really unsettled me. I felt for Jen, but I’m sure she is made of tougher stuff than I am and this isn’t the first time she’s come under fire. (for far more serious issues than whether or not she’s a good mom or not because she’s admitted to not enjoying reading with a 6 year old, shock horror.)
I have been sensing a good break is in order for awhile, and so I’m going to detox for a week.
I have not quite worked out the details of everything I want to do. My personality tells me to go the whole way, and pull the plug on everything, because then I’ll feel I’ve done it “right” but as I keep telling my Monday group “there is no right way to do this” I may need to put that in practice myself.
So Facebook is an obvious one. It’s going to go for the week.
I’m also going to have to give up Jen’s blog, because I’ve just gotten way too sucked in to the comments. I’ve been waiting to see what her response is going to be to this whole drama. Truth is, she’s probably going to handle it with total dignity and not give it too much head space. (unlike me)
There is no point sitting on a computer blogging during media week about how you’re giving up media, so I’m going to give this a rest.
I’ll keep my kindle, but limit it’s use to reading.
I’ll keep my phone but make a conscious effort to not drop everything the moment I hear a notification coming through. It can wait.
So why? What’s the point of all this? It’s not just about proving I can live without facebook. I’m just making some space….and saying “Ok God I’ve been wasting a lot of time and I’m sorry. What have I been missing while I’ve had my head stuck in a comment war or a mind numbing news feed?”
I’m sure the most obvious answer will be my family.