Last night was an experience, it was the first night my house was television free.
Coming home from work I usually turn it on and leave it running while I wind down from my day…not last night. I got home, took the dog for a walk and then opened my computer and grabbed my book. Later I had more than enough time to go out and pick up a treat from Whole Foods, cat food from the pet store, and milk from Giant. I got home before 10 and felt like I had plenty of time left. I felt good about the evening, unhurried and pleased that I got things done without ‘missing’ anything.
On the other hand, there were times when I was sitting quietly, reading a book or working/playing on the computer when I would suddenly wonder why the TV wasn’t on. Not a fully formed thought, just a niggle that something was missing…and my first instinct was to look toward the television. It happened more than once. Honestly, I didn’t realize how often I turned to the TV when in need of background noise or mindless entertainment or just to waste a few minutes while I was waiting for something, but apparently I do it all the time. The house was crazy quiet as I waited for Day to get done at work and come home…I had things to do, and I did them but I was yearning for that extra layer of distraction. That mindless chatter to overlay the rest of what was going on around me. Why? Humm, interesting question. I don’t know. Perhaps we have dulled ourselves to the chaos? Perhaps we live instant to instant in so many other parts of our lives that coming home to peace is not possible…or rather, preferable. I don’t know, but it is going to be fun watching me wean myself from the idiot box the next 39 days and nights.
I must admit to no small amount of trepidation facing this television free future. Will my nights be unbearably long? What happens over the weekends? What will I do when Day goes to conferences? What am I going to do when I go to MO?????? Dang, I forgot about that!