I made it 40 days and nights (mostly) without Twitter. And honestly, it was like quitting smoking.
I missed it a lot the first two weeks.
The next two weeks, I didn’t miss it quite as much.
The last two weeks of Lent? I didn’t think about it much at all. I didn’t even think about it on Easter until 3 p.m. — no lie.
And I still didn’t jump on until Monday.
I’m still sussing out what I’ve learned about how I use(d) Twitter.
I had five posts about what I missed about having access to Twitter:
1. Instant information (and/or opinion).
2. Instant (or nearly so) contact (i.e. for baby sitting requests fer instance).
3. Traffic and weather updates.
4. Restaurant reviews and/or suggestions.
5. The ease of fundraising.
(And, yes, they are mis-numbered. I skipped III)
But otherwise, although I missed the connection with people, I clearly saw the way Twitter was taking over the way I spent time. And now that I’ve made the break, I need to figure out how to make it stick. While also going back to Twitter.
I will be using Twitter in the five ways I mentioned above. I’ve organized the people I follow into lists (I know, I know, I’m slow; sue me). I will also have to limit my time on Twitter to certain times of the day (one way I hope the lists will come in handy).
I’m still figuring out things on the professional side, which hasn’t gone as well as I have liked. (But, hey, I still have a full-time job, knock wood.) And it ain’t over ’til it’s over, right?
All in all, it was positive, and I’m glad I did it. It helped me re-prioritize how I spend my time.
Besides, it’s hard to be on top of that potty training thing when you’re on Twitter. Trust me on that.