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posted by [personal profile] miep at 08:54am on 28/09/2014
What is it like to operate wtihout the smartphone?   I remember being so scornful, three years ago.  I didn't need it, didn't want it.  But then, my father offered to get us both iPhones when our free phone came around on the celphone plan.

Mine is on all the time, folks.  I was beginning to get pain in my right shoulder, from looking at it so much.  Facebook, mostly, but also reading books and articles and websites.  I have become used to having all the information at my fingertips, all the time.  Weather? Definitions of odd words? Directions to the school? Done. Done. Done.  No need to wonder, figure out, observe, speculate.  Even my son expects me to ask Siri or just look it up, for everything.  What was that teaching him about wonder? It's an amazing tool, a library and tricorder in my pocket.  But something makes me feel crazy.  And there is the fact that I need to check all the time.  All. The.  Time.

Then I read this post by Chandelle. And although I'd read other interesting posts by other writers over the last couple of years, like this one, Chandelle's post really hit me.  Perhaps it was her acknowledgment that she planned to keep using her phone, her desire for a middle way.

I tend toward perfectionism and procrastination.  If I can't do it perfectly right away, I have a hard time sticking with it.  I know this about myself.  It's not a point of pride; it's a challenge.  And I am working on finding a middle way that works for me.  So I'm taking some time away from facebook each day, checking in once or twice, and trying to let it go the rest of the day.

Yesterday, I forgot my phone at home when A and I set out to visit M at the coffee shop and then to go to the Wildflower Garden and park.  At first, I thought, ugh! I'll have to go back!  But then, I decided to go on.  It was fine!  At the wildflower garden, I didn't take pictures.  At the park, I chatted with the man sitting on the bench near me and watched A playing.  I drove us home when we were ready to go.  There were no missed calls or texts. I hadn't really missed anything.

I've also been letting A watch a few hours or tv on the weekends.  This has been okay, mostly, except he won't stop asking for another movie. I'm trying to draw the line clearly, but sometimes, I jsut don't have enough conviction to say no again and again and again.  I choose half an hour of peace.  There is a little guilt, but not much.  We watched three episodes of Wild Kratts yesterday, an new show for us, and A had a lot of processing to do -- he drew a picture of the characters, and wanted to pretend to be them.  It's nice to have a break from Ninjas.  So very nice. The Wild Kratts are about protecting and loving the natural world, not about hitting and kicking and sarcasm.  So tired of hearing an adolescent voice in my five-year-old's mouth.

Finding our own way.  It's good.
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posted by [identity profile] tsarina.livejournal.com at 03:52pm on 28/09/2014
I recently cut out a huge chunk of my facebook reading. It genuinely improved my life. I carry my phone all the time, because I live in horror of being stranded. (All those years of driving cars always breaking down.)

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