January22

iPhone no more

This week I’m going to give up my iPhone and replace it with just a regular old phone that rings and texts.

If you know me in real life, you may be shitting your drawers.

I am, in no uncertain terms, addicted to it. And I realized today that it’s pulling me away from my real life. If something is going to pull me away from my real life, it had better be valuable.

Don’t I sound so sure of myself?

It’s all for show. I’m kind of scared.

I know I need to do it because I want to be more deliberate about how I spend my time, but it’s going to be hard. I’ll miss the camera and the easy filters and the easy upload to Flickr. I’ll miss the baby monitor app that allows me to see a sleeping Junie in her carseat in the car (in the garage) while I am in the house. But I don’t think I’ll miss the other things. Not really.

I’m thinking of it as a gift for the people in my life; especially my kids. They deserve my full attention. They don’t deserve a mom sitting on the floor playing Words With Friends while I pretend to pay attention to a story about Barbie’s broken leg.

If Barbie needs help with her goddamn broken leg (try some sensible shoes, idiot), I will be there to cast it.