It has been almost three weeks since I deactivated my Facebook account. I have two weeks left. My thoughts still come out in the form of status lines sometimes. I still wonder what the chatter is over there. I have almost fallen twice, during very stressful times of day. My friends Laura and Ami talked me down via IM each time. (Thanks, guys!)
I miss certain things about Facebook--being able to let people know about playgroup, quickly scheduling playdates and catching up. I am realizing who I really miss and who will probably be cut from my list when I get back.
Not having Facebook has made me much more productive around the house--I have time to clean and bake and be present with the kids. I read more now. Panic sets in when something happens and I need a break. (Like right now, when I just discovered Matthew found my brand new lipstick in my room and destroyed it. I need to deal with it instead of running to the computer to hide--which I am doing right now, with my blog.)
This is so hard to do.