My phone lives next to me (you can sadly see the charger by my bed in the photo above), I can access emails any time, I text my partner throughout the day when I have spare moments and for down time I read blogs, pin things or watch some thing I find amusing and then theres the FB. Why? I can’t tell you, I surely don’t need all this sort of information in an instant and within an arm’s reach. I surely don’t need to be carrying around something that distracts me from real life. Peeking into other peoples edited lives doesn’t feed any need or want, I can actually find it kind of paralyzing. It sucks the creativity right out of me. I find that when I am on my phone I can’t tell you what is going on around me in real time, its like getting sucked into a vortex and after I’ve come out of my daze coming up for air feels refreshing. And I am just as guilty in participating in all the fish bowl sort of stuff that fills the social network life that we have all become accustom to.
This week I have decided that I will charge my phone some where else, leave it behind or in another room more often and unplug as much as possible on the weekends. It won’t be the first thing I look at in the mornings or that last thing I do at night, it will be put in its place along with all the other devices. I will try my best to not rush to it when it rings, chimes or dings, nothing is that pressing, remember when there was just home phones and answering machines, everyone seemed to survive then. That way my children are able to experience me without this rectangular object in front of my face and I them. There are so many more things to distract me, to fill my time and make me a much more productive and plugged in as a person.
So I found this mail organizer at at thrift store, painted it black and cut some holes in the back to accomodate our chargers. Its in the kitchen so it won’t emit harmful energy close to where we sleep and makes it inconvenient enough to were I find myself letting my phone ring, chime or ding when I am in another part of the house. And not being concerned to where my phone is all. the. time. is starting to feel like a relief.