It’s been a bone of contention for a little while now; my social media obsession.
I knew boatman didn’t love it, but I really didn’t think it was that bad, so I decided to put it to the test.
An entire day without any Facebook, Twitter or Instagram, and limited blog reading if possible.
Harder than it sounds.
Prior to 8:30
I thought cold turkey was the easiest option, and played outside taking pics of the kids, and actually seeing them.
Turns out not being able to speak was so frustrating, I decided to blog everyone I would have said, or thought about saying instead.
Is it only 8:30? How on earth am I going to get through the rest of the day without Facebook? I have so much to say???
Big cuddles with a heart broken Bailey who broke Boatman’s bug catcher.
Gee I love this boy.
He has the most beautiful heart.
Got Bed of Lies by Matchbox 20 stuck in my head. Random
Distracted from floor cleaning by the need to help make Playdough teddy bears
Taylah comes inside crying cause Bailey has winded her. She sits next to Ava who is ‘rolling rolling’ the Playdough.
‘Oh Tay-yah! What’s ong?’ And cuddles her.
I love these kids.
Resisting the urge to Instagram a pic of the bunny chilling out in our beautiful weather.
Floor is almost clean.
Bridie is once again throwing a tanty over tidying up.
Floor is clean! Huzzah! Which, for the record, is the third time it’s been mopped this week which is some kind of record since having four kids.
Kids are happily watching play school and eating fruit salad. I need to clean the kitchen but am waiting for the floor to dry.
Must not check Facebook….
Read Daisy’s latest post whilst waiting for floors to dry. Blogs don’t count as social media right?
And the kitchen is done! Taylah has ruined Zac Effron’s appeal to me, by suggesting Tayo from Play School looks like him.
I will never watch High School Musical the same way again. *sigh*
About to do a load of washing, but instead have to intervene in kids argument; nice to have the presence of mind instead of being irritated by being interrupted from blog related activities.
Just got home from a walk to the shops at toddler pace. That is, very slow.
Ordered chips and had juice for an early lunch, and for once I engaged with the kids and took photos, rather than being distracted by my phone.
I definitely need to set myself some stricter boundaries, because I’ve been missing a lot.
Ok so I read a few more blogs, but it’s unreasonable to let my reader get out of control, so that’s ok.
Just completed Week 2- Day 1 of Bridge to 10k. Didn’t tweet it though, cause I have wonderful self control.
However the home button on my iPhone is playing up now. I think it misses me…
Allowed myself to be interrupted from writing a LOAH post. And it was ok.
Got frustrated by being interrupted to be told how to spell a word, and asked Bridie to wait a minute.
Her face fell.
And I was looking at her, not the screen, so I noticed it.
I cannot find my tape measure.
Note to self: tweeting about it will not help me locate it quicker.
Ava just fed the cat left over jelly.
Twitter does not need to know.
The Sydney Writers Centre people’s choice award is now open. And it’s Friday afternoon, which is the best time and day to share on Facebook.
I could break the rules or stick to my guns.
Get me the superglue.
Someone else will share it.
Finished making the girls some skirts which I’ve been meaning to do for a while. Boatman is on bath duty, and Taylah is doing the dishes.
Standard date night protocol calls for me to get my social media fix before the evening starts.
I am resisting the urge to tweet ‘two beavers are better than one.’
Pizza is ordered. Have to wait 30 minutes to pick it up. I have really enjoyed being social media free for the day, in that I have been heaps more present with the kids.
Now the kids are outside with Boatman and I am literally using all my self control to not check EVERYTHING! I don’t even want to finish the half written blog I did today. I just want to check Facebook!
I’ll admit it. I have a problem.
I’m going into serious withdrawals here. I’m cranky and uptight, and have very little patience.
And there is nothing on tv to distract me.
This may not end well.
It’s ok. I can do this. Boatman will be home with the pizza momentarily. I will have a glass of wine and watch the footy. That is ok.
I’ll be ok.
Facebook, I miss you.
Do you miss me?
Boatman just rang. The pizza guy stuffed up our order, so it’s going to be another half an hour. Don’t they know I am barely holding on by a thread?
And this is the perfect facebook discussion question. Do you wait or just take the dodgy order?
Boatman very proud and could see the kids were so much better behaved with having mums attention through out the day as a priority 🙂 well done darling!!!
Cuddle on the couch with my girl, checking Facebook on my phone.
I really didn’t miss much.