Dysfunctional Planner

What is the last thing you learned?

I know it’s only been a week of no social media, mainly Instagram, Facebook ( yes I am a millennial, I loved my log burner and gardening group) and the biggest time waster I loved, TikTok.

I haven’t been spending my evenings on my phone. Except for writing my blog and a few glances at Pinterest ( I need it, I am renovating my home.) Tonight I watered my seeds, checked on my garlic bulbs, walked our frenchie, cooked a Shepards pie, finished an audio book drank two much wine and then spent 3 hours redesigning my tiled floor.

It turns out hexagons only work one way.

So I maybe covered in dust, again. But just 8 days ago I would have spent an hour scrolling before getting the urge to head upstairs and relay the tiles.

How many times have I said, just 5 more minutes.

I learned that as much as I want to share images of my everyday life, there is an emptiness to it. I need to live for me and share what I want to share, and I can do it here, on my blog.

I am still not reading enough, drawing enough but I am appreciating more.

I put down my phone to watch tv with my husband ( riveting) and my gratitude is overflowing. I genuinely think I am happier, more focused and grateful.

Oh and today I planned my allotment I think!

To me, social media is a trap, it’s constant advertising that I don’t need, nor can afford. I am easily influenced with pretty sprayed edge books ( I get illumicrate monthly) and Waterstones send me emails telling me their last east beauty and that’s enough. I don’t need booktok showing me cheap books when I have 50 on my TBR list.

I do miss my gardening chat, a lot. It was mostly a nice group, but I would spend hours searching for garden bits and bobs.

The biggest trap though was mainly that, except for a few nuggets of information, I don’t get anything from it. I would be on my phone till late at night and I wouldnt feel like it was time well spent.

I loved Instagram.

I used Facebook.

I was obsessed with tiktok.

But I got little from it.

So I am learning a lot about myself and how my phone is a crutch I can stand without. Perhaps this experiment will be extended, or even permanent.

So tell the people you love, you love them, and check your stool, it may save your life!