Last night I tried to quit my phone cold turkey between the hours of 6-9. I mostly did okay. I had a few moments where I grabbed it and looked at a few things but for the most part I stayed away. Where I messed up was not handing it over to my husband like I said I would. I haven't even told him about this yet. That just seems like a huge commitment. Maybe in a couple of days I'll be completely ready to give my phone to him for three hours a night. Do they make a patch I can wear that will pump whatever it is in phones that are killing bees through my body so I can still feel like I have it near?
Do you know what I did do last night? I made this weird stick figure and it is the most fun I had in a long time. A sweet friend of mine gave me a funny crafting book so as a thank you I wanted to make something from it. Being able to have the kind of freedom to make something silly was just what I needed. I will probably make so many more of these because this is what I want to do right now. Some friends of mine said I should make a bunch and perform plays. The weird possibilities are endless.
This is a neat thing. It's so fun working in an art building because I get to see art all the time. That really helps me when I'm feeling artistically stuck. Every time I take the stairs I'm rewarded with seeing this handsome face:
If you are taking forced phone breaks let me know how it's going!