Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Wednesdays are usually wordless but I have stuff to say

I don't watch a lot of tv but I listen to a lot of news. The television at work is always on in the breakfast room and it's always programmed to a news station. You can't help but listen to it even if you can't actively watch the screen. And I listen to a lot of NPR because well, I'm strange like that. I've noticed a conspicuous absence of news as it relates to what is unfolding in Ferguson.

 I catch links on Facebook that have been cleverly disguised because the people I pay attention to have figured out that Facebook is pretty much burying any mention of Ferguson and Mike Brown and the impending verdict of the grand jury. Several groups thought the verdict would come yesterday while the country was busy honoring veterans. Others think the verdict will be released on a Friday evening when it can be effectively buried by other news items and when government offices have closed for the weekend. Thanksgiving is coming up and that would be an ideal time for the verdict to be released. Wednesday evening just after 5 pm. The police have been training for crowd control and riots and something shady is going on in the St. Louis/Ferguson area. Just watch. People really need to be paying attention.


I did three things recently that I think are going to make a major difference for me, personally. The first one was to make a concerted effort to not eat after 9pm. This is odd (for me) because I typically was waiting until I got off work at 11 to eat dinner and I realized this was not doing me a bit of good. So for the past few weeks, I have been carving out time between guest interactions to eat dinner and I've been packing it myself from things cooked at home rather than grabbing a fast food item or a quick microwavable item or ordering something from one of the few places that delivers. I've not been snacking at all at work. I stopped doing that a long time ago because I came to the realization that I wasn't eating because I was actually hungry but because I was bored. Now I read or write or walk around the lobby and act silly. :) 

The second thing I did was program my phone to not allow wifi or mobile data after 1am. I get home from work anywhere between 11:30 and 12 depending on how late the night auditor is on any given evening and I was staying up until 2 or 3 am every day. So a few days ago, I decided to basically force myself to go to bed by 1. Making my phone inaccessible is a perfect way to remind myself "hey, you need to sleep." Obviously it's something I can undo at any time if I *absolutely* need to but so far, I've had no reason to do that. My phone gives me a warning at 12:50 that it's going to hibernate at 1am and I take it as my cue to go crawl into my cozy bed and close my eyeballs.

The third thing: I removed most of the games, email, and Facebook from my phone. I'm not quitting Facebook; I'm still capable of accessing it through my mobile browser or the tablet but having the app on my phone was a continuous time killer for me. I would find myself checking Facebook out of habit and not really because I wanted to check it if that makes any sense. I removed my email form my phone too. I couldn't figure out how to disable the stupid thing in a way where it would check it only when I asked it to and so I finally I just took all email off it. I spent the better part of 2 months unsubscribing from some really random junk that I never remember subscribing to in the first place and really, my email just became a big time suck. I check it twice a day and anything in between those two times can wait. 


I stopped by the library today and once again, proved that I can't go to the library without leaving with a book (or 11). Or half the library. Maybe I should just start my own (which Chris swears I could do with all the books I happen to own.) 

People are starting to actually need things from me so I'd better stop typing and put my smile back on. ;-)

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