The definition of Facebook, for me at least, is TIME SUCK. Every time I feel stressed at work or bored with the kids Iâd pop onto Facebook for a quick scroll through my newsfeed. That would lead to a post about cats sleeping in unusual places, which would then lead to a random TED talk, which would then lead me back to Facebook to see what Michaelâs been up to for the last 4 years.
Itâs the rabbit hole of the internet. Or am I supposed to say black hole? Whatever it is â itâs a path thatâs hard to turn back from.
I decided 3 weeks ago to just quit Facebook cold turkey. I deactivated my account and said sayonara to â12 ways to bake a boxed cakeâ and â70 things your kid should know before kindergartenâ. Oh, and I said no thank you to those potty training photos of your kid too. I just said no thank you to it all.
In the last 3 weeks I have somehow found hours of extra time. Iâve been a lot more productive at work. I have given myself enough manicures before bed to ensure my nails always look perfect. Iâve participated more at my sonâs baseball practices. Iâve reorganized countless closets. Iâve picked up my phone to actually call a friend to catch up! I feel like Iâve just earned a free hour in every day â all because Iâm not checking in on whatâs going on at Facebook.
I have to admit it hasnât been easy though. When Iâm struggling with a work problem I still open Google Chrome and on autopilot type in âfacebook.comâ. Luckily I canât easily access my account so I snap out of it and face the work issue straight on. The first day I made 1,000 attempts to visit my news feed. Today, only 2.
It feels really good. Think you could do it? Just try.
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