So I’m taking a month off Facebook – it’s a challenge. A challenge of monumental proportions.
I removed the link
from my internet tool bar (yes I am too lazy to type the URL in…), I have tried
to forget my password, I have not allowed myself to use my iphone for anything
other than text messages and phone calls.
I didn’t realise how often I just check in, how often I update people on
my status….. I love it – I miss it.
I can’t do it, I can’t
do it, my fingers are itchy, my eyes are twitchy and now I’m rhyming.
It’s been a tough two days……
What’s weird though is how often in my head I think in ‘Status
update’ terms – my brain is swirling and whirling with sentences of what I’ve
been up to. Something will happen and I’ll
formulate how I’m going to tell people about it. That has to be some kind of syndrome surely?
" ‘overbearingus updateus
repetetivea' (that’s totes Latin) – the need to continuously advise the public of
your goings on, either in an upbeat perky way that will instantly derive
derision amongst your ‘friends’ or in a sarcastic tone that will be
misinterpreted as cockiness which will result in you being treated like a
pariah on future status updates."
I’ve got it bad man, it’s real and I’ve simply got to get
them out – so here they are, two days worth of status updates for you read
whilst I prepare to be a pariah;
- Got the window washers around at the moment – it’s like living in a zoo – seriously how many windows can one house have and how are they peering in all of them at the one time? (on the flip side though – I am being an awesome parent right now…..so nice and calm….)
- Busted going to the toilet by the window washers – thought they were up the other end of the house. Can’t palm those noises off on the kids…… red face.
- Oh gosh, I really can’t understand why so many people are so vindictive and nasty – even if I knew someone was guilty of something heinous I would never stand outside a courthouse and spit on them or yell shit at them. I really feel for Lindy Chamberlain. I’m pretty sure I saw a pitchfork in some 80s footage.
- Holy walnut crackers my windows are clean!
- Took Lucy to the MCHN this morning for 3.5 year check up – appears she has a bung eye – have to get her eyes tested – am already imagining her in beyond cute, child sized adult glasses, is that wrong?
- Lara Bingle – really? I can’t…. I don’t…. I mean I….. what? Huh?
- Ugh – holla – gastro is in the house again
- I should really work out how to use twitter. I’m not on a Twitter challenge.
- Seriously, didn’t even last 24 hours, Lucy finger smudges and ‘goodbye Daddy’ kisses on 80% of windows around the house. I want my money back
- Have just cooked caramel slice, zucchini slice, choc chip biscuits and butterscotch pudding - not sure why, perhaps it’s my passive way of teasing poor Charlie – he can’t eat any of it – although I think butterscotch self saucing pudding would make an excellent stomach/intestinal lining….
- Ate half a pack of choc bits – feeling a little queasy – is it the choc bits (and raw cake mix and zucchini slice and 4 cups of coffee) or is it Gastro……
Oh that felt good – my head is empty again and I’ve sort of
had a facebook hit. Only 20 something days to go (when did I start again? How many days in June? Did I say calender month?....)
ugh, one more- Have forgotten Twitter password. It is taking FOREVER for them to send me through a new one.............
