And yet, I've been more present.
Yes, I have limited my Facebook, Blogger, Instagram, Twitter, OhMyGodMakeItStop time because I had this sinking suspision it was, how shall I put this, making me a crazy person.
And it was.
The first week of school came and went and right about when I should have begun to regain control of my house, my life, I felt like my head was about to explode. Why? Because I was coming off the BlogHer conference where I learned I needed to post to my blog page at least 3 times a week if not 3 times a day. Because I attended a really insightful SEO workshop that suggested I craft great blog photos to later post on Pinterest throughout the day and to different groups (note: I don't participate in any Pinterest groups and my photos are so-so at best). On top of all this, I decided that a.) I needed to invest in my freelance career so I signed up for 2 freelance services - one that helps you find work and connect with other freelance writers and one that helps you understand the market. Then I went behind my own back and started doubting this line of thought. I sent my resume out for part-time PR work. Yeah, but that's not the crazy. The crazy is when I pulled my applications from said businesses because I wanted to a.) work on my freelance writing career and b.) finish my damn MFA thesis! Oh and those two services that I paid for . . . I hadn't visited either website in weeks. I was too overwhelmed.
At this point, I took a giant leap back and surveyed the damage: I was a complete mess.
If I was going to get anything done, whether it was writing for publication or writing my damn thesis or even performing well at a job, I needed to invest time and focus to it, whatever it turned out to be.
So I clocked out of Facebook and Twitter and OhMyGodMakeItStop status updates.
Know what? I felt invigorated!
The week after I renegged on the job applications, I wrote my first article for a local online publication (I now have 3 more assignments). I also started putting in 4-5 consecutive hours on my thesis (and finished the first draft, which I sent off to my mentor).
Suck on that social media.
I'm not saying that I'll never participate in the sharing and tagging and threading again, but I've scaled waaaaaaaay back. I check in for a few minutes a day, maybe post a photo or an update, but I'm not chained to it. I'm not a huge fan of Twitter or Instagram, so I barely log in. Pinterest, that's another story. I like my pictures. Plus, it actually helps me plan projects and gift-giving. And it's relaxing. And ocassionally there are hilarious photos that make my day. That's a huge difference from feeling obligated to comment on every friend's baby photo (and don't get me wrong, they ARE cute).
None of this is revolutionary, I realize that. But instead of pinning photos of quiet places where I'd love to drink a cup of coffee or tea if only I had time away from the computer, I'm now actually having a cup of coffee or tea and enjoying the quiet space in my brain. I may even invite you to join me to sit down and relax sometime.