I quit Facebook.
For January 2015.
I'll update you throughout the month the details of my self-imposed Facebook abstinence. Right now, Day 1, it's a whole lot of NOT FUN.
Mid-afternoon that same day, that thought popped into my head again, as I was wasting time on Facebook, again, and supposed to be planning my goals and habits for 2015, and I thought: I should start this year off right and just stay off Facebook for the entire month of January. But I knew from experience that if you deactivate your account, Facebook makes it super easy to reactivate with a click of the button. So I needed something that was harder for me, and that I wouldn't be able to get back on without a lot of thought into it first.
Enter one teenage boy (who, by the way, is NOT on facebook anymore because he wants to go "dark" and not have any kind of social media trail in case he wants to serve in special forces or something similar).
I asked him to change my password on Facebook and not give it to me until the end of the month of January.
He was THRILLED. Not because I'd be off Facebook, but because he would have the power! (I did tell him that if I did have to go back on for some sort of "Facebook Emergency"--because it COULD happen, right?--that I would have to convince him of that need.) So here we go.
Day 1, December 30th: Today it seems like there is a party going on in the other room. I know it's there. I know there is laughter, life updates, photographic slide shows, jokes, and cool videos.
I can hear the tablewear clinking and the laughter on the other side of the door. But I'm not invited. I'm on a self-imposed party pooper "Do Not Invite to the Cool Kid Party" list.
BUT, I have time to write this post. And plan some of my boys' next few weeks of school... and try to ignore all the party fun.
I'm sure it'll get better.