Dust collected on my ideas.
I wasn’t getting any work done. Every day I would tell myself I’d get to it, but I was so hungry for connection I put projects on the back burner. I eventually had to give up blog link ups for a while, and even deleted all the social media apps off my phone.
It was this way for 2 years. I only have a go phone so I can’t really do much on there anyways, but on this extra device we have which was gifted to us — I find I am still airing on the side of caution when it comes to how I spend my time.
Just last week I installed the Facebook app to add a few photos, and deleted it right after I was done. Extreme maybe, but I know how I am. When we know how we are, we can finally make better choices because we have a storage unit of memories to look back on. We remember ___ happened, when ____ happened.
You have to get to a point of being tired of not making progress in order to actually do something about it, even if it hurts to move.
The Day I Quit Twitter
Having the app deleted was apparently not enough for the hold Twitter had on me. Oh, just one more one liner, please? The agonizing feeling of sitting butt-in-chair for hours on end would make me just want to reach through the screen and grab the nap of a stranger’s shirt, yank them through and ask them if they knew what I was going through.
Sounds unChristian I know.
Eh, well…just being honest.
Instead of telling myself I could no longer be involved with my Twitter love, we made other arrangements. We could see each other but only for a limited time each day, and not on weekends preferably. The boundary line needed to be made. Follow through would help bolster my confidence and get some work done.
The idea worked.
Saying no altogether wasn’t good for my creative spirit, but saying yes without holding myself accountable was detrimental to my writing life.
+ 2 Questions I Ask Myself Before Creating A New Habit
I try to ask myself these two questions before making a new habit:
- Do I want this to even be a “thing” in my life?
Because let’s admit, sometimes we start doing things we really only wanted to try out but find ourselves sucked into their never ending vortex.
2) Is this most important in my life right now?
Because most things really aren’t, but we act like it.
Ouch. I know. As a good parent says, “It hurt me more than it hurt you…”
So ultimately, what happened when I quite logging in every so often to check notifications?
—->I had time for the things that mattered most. Hence the flower-picking lady below. I love visuals.<—-