Alternate title: “I’m addicted to my iPhone and I needed an intervention!”
Oh. my. word. This weekend showed me SO many things about myself. The first being – I’m addicted to Instagram. Facebook, I could take or leave you. But Instagram, oh buddy. You hold a special place in my needy, social interaction-craving heart. I started this analog weekend off on Friday morning and ended it on Sunday night (after I was just SO eager to see what everyone got for Mother’s Day). I have several observations/confessions:
1. I CHEATED!
I did check Instagram and Facebook a couple (I think like 3) times throughout the weekend. To my credit, I checked when I was ALONE, meaning the kids were with my mom or Travis was doing something. I feel a little less guilty about it since my cheating wasn’t taking time away from the people around me (which was the point to begin with). But still – I didn’t go the entire weekend strictly offline. Wah wah.
2. I’m a snoopy snoop!
It’s why I read blogs. It’s why if you put an open diary in front of me, 100% of the time I would read it. I like looking into other people’s lives. And I love Instagram for this very reason. Looking at pictures of people and their food, dogs, houses, workouts. I love it all. I felt a little out of the loop with my online friends this weekend. (If anything big happened, let me know!)
3. Sometimes I use social media to BRAG.
Short story time: On Saturday morning at 7:51am (as I was checking Facebook, ahem), I saw this status from my friend, Diedre:
A race? For the pregnancy care center? I’m intrigued. The race started in NINE MINUTES. So like any sane person, I jumped out of bed, brushed my teeth, put clothes on and drove quickly to the start line (which was like 2 minutes from my house). The race director actually HELD the race for me so that I could register and pay. Ha!
And I wanted so so badly to tell you guys on Instagram and Facebook. I almost did. But when I thought about it and thought about my motives, I knew I couldn’t. First, I’d be cheating (again). And second, I kinda wanted to BRAG. Not “share” or “inspire”. I wanted to brag about what I’d done. And that’s just not ok with me.
If I learned anything over this analog weekend, it’s that I need to think through my motives before I post online (think before doing – a novel idea). Why am I REALLY showing you a picture of myself? If it’s to brag or ask for some kind of attention, I want no part of it.
4. I need to do this more often.
Not only was I more present, which has been my New Year’s resolution for two years running, but I found time to do things that needed to be done. I hadn’t realized just how much time I was spending online! Too much.
Instead, I painted with my husband…
I hung out with my kids ….
I had some “girl time”….
I got outside…
I found time to READ…
And I was lavished in Mother’s Day gifts…
5. There must be a balance.
And this is where I’m left pondering. How much time online is TOO much time? Should I go back to my old-school phone? (The iPhone was pretty darn boring when just used as a phone.) Where is the good, happy medium between living online and off?
I’m on a quest to find out. And in the end, if I feel like this pursuit of social media/blogging isn’t enriching my life or my family’s life, I’ll have to stop.
QUESTION: Do you spend too much time online? How do you know if you are?
desperately seeking balance…lindsay