An unexpected break, but I’m back!
I pulled away from social media over the holidays and continued the trend through January and February. The increase in overall mental health is amazing. I log on to Facebook and Twitter a few times a month to check in on a few friends I don’t see in other avenues of communication, but that’s about it. I also keep myself sheltered from news channels and parenting magazines. I am still active on Plurk, but not as much as I was. My Instagram usage has increased because I have it cut down to a few choice people, whose pictures make me happy.
This has resulted in a few things:
- I spend less time looking at my phone. I still do (often), but I’m not glued to it, stuck in the endless scroll.
- I am less burdened by the negativity and unhappiness of others. I can focus more on putting good out into the world, than being pulled down by the bad of it.
- I’m getting more done.
- I’m making more real life friends. It’s scary and hard (and a lot like dating), but I’m doing my best.
I know social media has a different role for everyone. But if you’re feeling anxious and stressed out every time you tap that app, maybe take a week off. Like any addictive substance, you need a tolerance break from social media once in a while to bring your usage back down to manageable levels.
That being said, I am going to try being more active in this space. I feel like this blog is part of a past chapter in my life, but I’m going to adapt it. There will still be yarn content, but that is no longer the main focus in my life. I do hope you enjoy how it grows and changes.
Thanks for sticking around.
Through the Portland Mama’s board on Facebook, I managed to score this sweet 1978 Olympia Deluxe.
Originally intended for Rex to use… This sweet little number is going to be a shared toy.
I need to pick up a new (tri-color!) ribbon for it. Can’t wait!
Last night at Grant Park:
This morning at Blue Lake Park:
Trying to get in a bit more summer fun before August zooms away…
We got back home yesterday and today I’m hunkered down inside. It’s nearly a triple digit temperature day and I’m just not up for it. In fact, I was in my jammies until after lunch and Rex has spent most of the day naked or nearly so*. I’m in the process of uploading pictures and sorting through them. I’ll try not to bore you with too many vacation photos, but fair warning, a few are coming.
*Rex showed an interest in his little potty today, so he went nude for a bit.
Rex has mastered the word “no”. He uses it at every opportunity. My formerly compliant child has turned into an opinionated two-year-old and I’m having trouble coping. We’re working on Mama taking lots of deep breaths and Rex saying “yes”. It’s a process for sure. In the meantime, he’s making up for his new, uncooperative attitude by being extra cute.
We took Rex to a Mr. Hoo show in the Woodlawn neighborhood this morning. Afterwards, we wandered down the street and hit up a little coffee shop. I was surprised to see a Jack Rose on the cocktail menu. It was too early for cocktails, but the coffee was quite good.
On our way out of the Woodlawn neighborhood, I saw some cool graffiti. I love the little space ship.
Also, how the heck is it August?
Sunday and Monday, Sam is at OSCON. But I think I’m doing a pretty good job as a single-ish parent.
Coloring outside in your jammies at 10am? Check!
Watching Netflix until your brain drips out of your ears? Check! (For anyone wondering, that’s his favorite show Signing Time and his favorite episode “My Favorite Sport”.)
Yeah, I got this parent thing down.
Despite growing up on yellow tubs of margarine, I am a big fan of using real butter. My only peeve is what to do with that partial stick of butter. You can’t leave it uncovered because it picks up funky flavors. For years, I’ve been putting it in a sandwich baggie. I try to reuse the baggie as long as possible, but inevitably, it ends up in the garbage.
And then I had a forehead slapping “DUH!” moment.
Yeah. A half-pint mason jar is all I needed. Good bye plastic, hello glass jar!