In an attempt to make and actually stick to my New Year’s resolution, I thought why not start before the big rhinestone encrusted ball drops in Time Square. So three days ahead of schedule I did the deed and the minute I hung up the phone with my cell phone provider I felt a wave of panic come over me as I intently stared at my phone knowing it will now only ring with the sound of phone calls. There will be no more text or picture messages. I’m nervous. What if certain, unnamed people stop contacting me all together, but wait isn’t that the point, to get rid of the dead weight in my life?
Plus I can remain proactive and always call those people who are important to me. The other night I updated my Facebook status one last time, informing my friends of the digital divide that I have now erected. I’ve also relinquished control of my Facebook and instant messenger passwords to trusted third party. Safe keeping I like to call it. Honestly, I’m not sure I have the will power to stay away on my own. Now I don’t have a choice.
I still feel anxious about this experiment. I’m a people person and a busy body who is always on the go. I need to be constantly connected, always networking and maintaining relationships. Maybe part of the problem is not everyone is reciprocating. I’m driving down a one-way street and yet I keep expecting to see another car’s headlights coming towards me.
Furthermore, I was spending $15 a month just on text messages. Do the math, that’s 180 bucks a year. That’s a brand new pair of shoes or the price of a one-way ticket to the Windy City, though I’m not sure I’m cut out for that climate. It does, however, put things into perspective. Plus I’d hate to think of the countless hours I’ve racked up on FB reading updates from people I hardly even speak to anymore. What will I do with all this new found free time?
