A while back I made a post about “disconnecting.” I’ll be honest, the only times that I don’t have my phone handy are when I’m at dinner with family or friends, or during a work meeting [unless I just have to show someone a cute photo of Rory!]. I do a pretty good job of keeping it out of sight if I’m out with friends…until someone whips out their phone. And then it’s like oh, well if you’re doing it…then BAM: You’re sitting at a table full of people staring into their laps. This past weekend a friend jokingly told me to “disconnect digitally and reconnect socially” [or something to that effect]. It’s a disease! It usually starts because I want to photograph something…and then I get distracted. urgh.
Let the record show that I may be an introvert, but I am not a hermit just yet. I’ve got my job, rollerderby, and crossfit where I socialize regularly, and then whatever weekend commitments are planned. It’s just that, when there is that wee bit of free time, instead of immediately texting my friends, I let that time wrap me up in it’s lazy arms. We cuddle a little bit, me and Father [Spare] Time, and bask in the
lameness sweetness of watching an entire season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer in pj bottoms and a sweatshirt, and maybe some popsicles. Glorious.