I am going to delete the Facebook app from my phone. WAIT! I am not deleting my Facebook account. Oh, the horrors. I am just getting rid of having access to it 24-7. Here’s why:
1. BEING PRESENT When I go somewhere, I want to be focusing on the people I am with, not what other people (that are not anywhere near me) are doing. A “Live in the Moment” thing. Many times, I have been at a restaurant or party with great friends and incredible conversation. At some point, someone ultimately picks up their phone and checks Facebook (including me). I have a pretty good life, a great family, lots of friends and plenty of fun. Frankly when I am out and about, I want to be focusing on just that, vs. thinking about what other people are doing half a world away. Facebook has become a crutch for even the smallest of pauses in what started out as great discussions.
2. BEING IDLE As a full-time working mom of two and a wanna-be wine writer (but really more of a wine drinker), I have very little down time. I am actually typing this blog post on my laptop at my daughter’s softball practice. When I’m at home or work, I constantly have something to focus my brain on. In the rare moment that I don’t have something to do immediately in front of me, I find myself popping open Facebook on my phone to see what other people are focusing on. Stoplights, waiting in line for coffee, maybe or maybe not in the potty. There is always something to look at on Facebook. But being idle is scientifically proven to help the brain function and regenerate. I personally like it when my brain is functioning, n’est pas? Remember the days when one would just sort of un-focus and stare out into space while getting gas or waiting for take-out at the Pho place? I want that to be me. Idle.
3. BEING PRIVATE I don’t know about you, but those sponsored posts are starting to get a little creepy. They are annoying of course, because they are the first things I see on my mobile newsfeed. However, they are freaking dead on. Those smart f*ckers at Facebook know that I am in the market to buy Moscow Mule Copper Cups even before I do. Are they monitoring my ginger beer and Tito’s purchases? Did they listen in on my conversation with a friend about how I can’t wait for this refreshing and delicious cocktail to be served at a party? I am scared and frightened.
4. BEING DIFFERENT I actually (really!) do a lot of work on Facebook, managing a couple different Social Media programs for my winery and wine brands. However, the Pages App takes care of that. I can post and interact just as easily. The Messenger App allows me to participate in group conversations and it comes up like a text on my phone. Bonus! Like iMessage, Facebook Messenger doesn’t use up any text data fees. With these two functionalities available in other apps, removing the main Facebook app won’t put me behind at work or ruin my social life. If I absolutely must post a picture of the adorable thing my kid is doing RIGHT NOW, Instagram baby. If I have something so important to say that the world must know IMMEDIATELY, I can always set up my Twitter account to post on my page for me.
I fear this exercise will be difficult for me. I am fully aware that I am addicted to what other people are doing. I am a total sucker when to comes to the stupid shit like buzzfeed’s top 21 types of mustaches. And the mushy video of total strangers kissing for the first time. And pretty much anything Jimmy Fallon. Wait, Jimmy Fallon is not stupid. But time suckage. Need to stop the time suckage.
While contemplating this decision, I almost convinced myself it was impossible. I was going to miss those cool “check-in” connections. ”Hey I’m at the Justin Timberlake Jay-Z concert too!” But I got to thinking, in reality, aren’t those interactions sort of awkward? Just because a “friend” happens to be at the same place at the same time, why is there an unspoken obligation to see each other? We didn’t come together. I probably have not seen that person in forever, maybe not since high school. If I really wanted to be with that person, at that place and at that time, well, wouldn’t I be? Ultimately the “where are you??” posting on someone’s cool picture of JT and JZ busting it out fades away or results in a “sorry we didn’t connect at the show” type of message. Awkward!
So that’s it. The app is gone. I pressed that little wiggly blue box. It’s over. And I think/hope I will be a better mom, wife, daughter, sister, co-worker and friend for it.
I still have the iPad app though. That does NOT count.