Carly Knobloch wrote a wonderful post about how much time is too much phone time in the bedroom and I thought I would give my response here.
I vote that any time is too much time. My phone only makes it into the bedroom if it’s during the day and I’m barricading myself in because I’m a grouchy bear or I’m expecting an emergency phone call from family.
My phone stays in the living room on my table/file cabinet right along with my laptop, tablet and iPod. None of that makes it to the bedroom since I much prefer to fall asleep to absolute quiet with no distractions in the form of things that can light up my dark room, ding or otherwise do things to disturb me during my downtime.
I do not use it as an alarm clock. It’s way too tantalizing to check email or reply to texts when I pick it up in order to check the time. I have one of those old fashioned gadgets called an alarm clock. You know, that thing that makes an extremely annoying buzzing sound at the proscribed time each morning. It is even newfangled enough to have a second alarm so I don’t have to fuss around with it in the dark to set it so my boyfriend will get up at the correct time several hours after I get up.
I may be the black sheep here but some days I regret ever getting a cell phone and internet.
Yes, a cell phone has allowed my family to reach me no matter what but that is a good thing AND a bad thing. There are times when I just want to escape without leaving home, which I do manage but I shouldn’t have to hide from everyone after I hide my phone and other electronic gadgets in order to do so. Gone are the days where if I wasn’t near my landline they would have to call back or hope I checked the call display to find out that they called and call them back. Gone are the days where I could enjoy a less stressful day with a good book at the beach because they always manage to find me even if they don’t know me personally or whether they are there physically or not.
What say my readers? How much time is too much phone time in the bedroom?
#6 Live In the Moment
This sounds amazingly easy to do, doesn’t it.
How many times have we caught ourselves lamenting a choice we made way back when? How often do we think, “If only…”?
In some ways I think not living in the moment lead to my depression. I kept remembering that moment when I was 18 and wishing I could go back to that time and make a different decision so it would change the way things were in my life so I could be happy again.
I don’t own a time machine so going back was not an option; I just couldn’t see that at the time. I couldn’t make that different decision nor could I warn younger me what would happen if I made the decision I did.
It’s been a long hard road to where I am now. I maybe wouldn’t have met some of the wonderful people I’ve met. I might not have had some of the adventures I’ve had and I definitely wouldn’t be the same me I am now, right this moment.
Living in the past, or living for the future, means you aren’t living in the here and now. You aren’t doing what you can to make this moment the best in your life so far
So, make this moment count.
I stand with my cousin though we’re hundreds of miles apart physically and want to share his views on what America (and Canada) are coming to when we can’t show our support by doing something as simple as displaying our country’s flag in support.
raises an imaginary glass of sparkling apple cider in support of rights for Americans by Americans
I’m also sending you to youtube to listen to some Lee Greenwood.
I have made my fair share of mistakes. Some days I think I’ve done more than my fair share, but if it weren’t for the mistakes and lessons I’ve learned from them I wouldn’t be who and what I am today.
My early 20’s was an experiment in frustration and anger. I didn’t like myself back then; I don’t think I liked other people very much either. It started with a bad decision when I was 18 and just snowballed until I was depressed and didn’t know which way was up any more but with the love and support of my family and a wonderful councilor I fought my way up out of the pit I was miring myself in.
It wasn’t easy to get myself out of that pit but when I did? The sky was bluer, the grass greener and laughter was beautiful again.
I still didn’t like myself very much but I was able to laugh; that’s a huge thing when all you’ve been able to see is darkness and despair. (For some reason that sentence took me back to Hee Haw days, lol.)
I had to learn how to avoid or get out of hot button topics and it wasn’t until earlier this year that I was finally able to say to someone that the conversation would be changed or stopped. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so elated about something I’ve done as I did that day and it only took me 20+ years to do it!
Just to clarify, Miriam Webster defines a hot button as: an issue that causes people to feel strong emotions (such as anger) and to argue with each other.
Pretty much anything related to politics is a hot button topic for most people
The Imagination Is Powerful
Yes, imagination IS powerful.
If it weren’t for imagination we wouldn’t have books and stories. We wouldn’t have games and our children wouldn’t be able to amuse themselves for five minutes in the backseat without driving Mom and Dad totally bonkers by saying, “Are we there yet?” every five seconds during a five hour road trip!
Would any of us have been able to get through even a ten minute car ride if we’d had to put up with THAT ^^^^ since our children learned how to talk? No? Didn’t think so
Yes, we have Gameboys, PSPs, books, dinky cars, paper and pens and all manner of things to help keep our little sponges from absorbing Dad’s swear words as he makes a wrong turn or rant as some idiot driver cuts him off or mom’s incessant rattling off of the grocery list in her head since she either didn’t think to borrow the sponges pen and paper to write down the list or forgot the darned thing on the counter during the mad dash to get everyone into their snowsuits and the rest of the winter gear and out the door so she could be there when the doors opened so she could avoid the rush of the elderly who just meander down the aisles then stand in the middle of said aisle to gossip with someone they haven’t seen since last Saturday.
Poking fun at myself aside we wouldn’t have some very awesome authors, incredible games or even the ability to write if someone with an imagination hadn’t thought those things up in the first place then had the stick-to-itiveness to get them out in the market.
We wouldn’t have medicines and vaccines, computers, electricity without the imagination of their inventors and then of those who improved upon the original through the years so yes, imagination is powerful, not to mention necessary in today’s world and for the future.
I found the above when I was searching for Will Smith quotes the other night and thought I could possibly do ten days from just this one saying
I will start with #1: Follow your curiosity
Without curiosity we wouldn’t be where we are today. We wouldn’t have the telephone, the television, medicine, electricity, the wheel, fire and a whole host of other things we take for granted each and every day of our lives.
If Nickola Tessla hadn’t followed his curiosity we wouldn’t have AC/DC electrical current.
If Thomas Edison hadn’t followed his curiosity we wouldn’t have music as we know it today, the motion picture camera and the long lasting light bulb among other things.
Think about children. They are naturally curious about absolutely everything. Their curiosity leads to learning and, sometimes, it leads to new or improved inventions.
If I hadn’t followed my curiosity I would have never gotten my first email address or my first eReader which in turn lead to this blog.
So what are you, my readers, curious about? What interesting discoveries has your curiosity lead to?