According to my sources, it takes 3 weeks of doing something to make it a "habit". I can't cite the sources because there aren't any actually - it's just a saying I've heard a few hundred times. I mean, I know there are "sources" out "there" that can tell you something much like that, so I'll let them tell you, or me for that matter what it actually is.
Last year, on the S.A.T. (Sunday After Thanksgiving) I deactivated my Facebook account just to see if I could live without it. It was a difficult task for a while and I was constantly asking my husband what our boys were up to. I felt like I was missing parts of their lives that I usually only "heard" about on Facebook. He would laugh at me and tell me to "just get back on... you know you're going to." Well... I'm a little competitive, a skoche hard headed and a woman to boot. So when he said "just get back on... you know you're going to." that semi-pissed me off. I made it three (3) months without being on Facebook. I actually reactivated my account so that while we were on vacation for the first time ever in Los Cabos, Mexico, I could post photos and rub in to everyone back up here in the Snowy Northwest, what beautiful weather we were enjoying. And ohhhh did we! It was sunny and 87 to 90 every day.... nevermind - back to the original topic.
So I've been back and forth on Facebook over the course of this last year and as we neared Thanksgiving 2011, I told my husband I was once again, deactivating my Facebook page/account/personality. What I didn't tell him was that my intent is to make it a year. Yes, one year. And no, not dog years. From this S.A.T. (Sunday, November 27, 2011) to next S.A.T. (Sunday, November whatever, 2012). I deactivated yesterday at 5:25 P.M. One little hiccup this afternoon when I turned on my Christmas Tunes on Spotify - it reactived my FB! So I changed the Spotify to the dog's account (see below) and RE-deactived the account. Good lord!
So, I have cancelled that account but I have to come clean on a "second" account in my dogs' names. Yes, for real. I actually created the account for my dogs after a few of my friends had done the same with their pets. I thought it was a novel idea and fun, quirky. I made a few posts from it, but mostly never did anything with it. I am considering blasting it too, but here's the hang up: A few months ago someone in my family was killed in a terrible accident - she is gone too soon and my way of coping in times like that/this is to be a work horse. Move move move. Let's do something. Let's make it "right". I mean, we can't make it "right", because that would mean reversing the stars and heavens and having her back with us. So when I say "right" I mean by keeping her alive to the best of our ability. When my girlfriend had an awful, life threatening accident a year and a half ago I was moving - setting up a CaringBridge site, organizing meals, meeting people to pick up meals and donations and transferring them to the family... so stuff like that. Well through my Facebook page I was the creator of a Facebook Page that is responsible for advertising t-shirts that family members are selling where the proceeds will go to a scholarship in our loved ones name at her former high school. A middle-class, white persons (not meant to be discriminatory at all! as there are NO scholarships like this in the world) scholarship. So I transferred "ownership" of this to my dogs' account, my husbands and one other family member. My dogs account has 6 friends. One who joined because of her dog. The person we are memorializing, two of her close family members and my husband and one other special friend of mine. I *THINK* I have blocked the page from getting messages and tried to configure the privacy so that it's as private as it can be. I removed all "favorites" and "Liked" pages other than the foundation page... I removed the other 22 "friends" the dogs had and am hoping this will work the way I intend it to. The alternative is to wax the dogs Facebook page and let my husband do the updates that I am particularly anal about with timing, words and just plain GETTING IT DONE! I know the ladies understand what I'm saying here. So, therein lies the dilemma, sort of.
So aside from staying out of Zuckerburg... Zuckerberg?s' world - the other part of this is to make a daily post to a blog. It's intent is not to tell you about withdrawals or hallucinations I'm having because I'm off and need that "just one hit" gig, but rather, to babble on about whatever in blazes I feel like blabbing on about.
I'm a person that says it like it is and doesn't feel like we should have to think-through-every-cotton-pickin-thing-we-say-because-we-might-offend-someone, kind of person. When did the world get like that? Drives me insane. So I've offended plenty because I don't play that game. If people don't like you, me, whoever because of who we really are - then they're not worth our time, spirit, love, energy, tears, laughter. Period.
So I might write about an idiot driver, rude solicitor, funny joke, Justin Bieber, dogs, husbands, lazy husbands, husbands who sit on the toilet too long a few times a day, awesome family, not-so-awesome family, stupid movies, pet-peeves, etc. And you may likely not give one rats' ass about any of it, but maybe you do.
Holy Blogger Batman... here I go!