Confession: I’ve been living somewhat of an Amish lifestyle for the past week.
You see, the WiFi on my iPhone abruptly stopped working. I didn’t even notice until I got an angry email from my husband…
“Is your WiFi turned off?? You’ve burned through a third of our data plan in the past two days!!”
(Actually my husband doesn’t use multiple question marks and exclamation points when he writes things. That’s just how I interpreted it for the purpose of my story.)
I checked my phone and sure enough, the WiFi was not only turned off but unable to be turned back on. I tried everything that the Interwebs told me to do.
I rebooted. I reset the entire phone. I blew on it with a hair dryer and then put it in the freezer. (Seriously.)
Nothing worked, and I was under strict instructions to not use any more of our data plan since there were still 18 days left in our billing cycle.
So my phone– previously my tool for blogging and using Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram, etc. on the go– became just a phone. For calling people. And occasionally texting people, since my husband informed me that texting uses up data, too, you know!!
(Clearly, the man has issues with being burned by a data plan in the past.)
It helped that since I had deleted and reset my iPhone I didn’t have any of my apps installed…so I wasn’t inadvertently clicking on Voxer or my the web browser and trying to use them.
And I basically went from being attached at the hip to social media during all parts of my day to…crickets. I was living an Amish lifestyle. (I’m sure the Amish have cell phones now, right? Just not smartphones. They must have flip phones. Otherwise how did the producers of Breaking Amish contact them for the show?)
Like withdrawal from any addiction, the first day or two were okay. Then I started to get the itch to want to use my phone for its intended purpose. Apps! Facebook! Distraction during meals! Entertainment while nursing the baby in the middle of the night!
The itch lasted a few days and then went away and I was fine again.
I have to say, I kind of enjoyed the break. I didn’t realize how attached I was to having my phone in my hand and mindlessly surfing the Web. But once my phone was relegated solely for texting and phone calls, it went on the kitchen counter and stayed there most of the day.
Without the time lost to playing on my phone, things actually got done around here! The house stayed clean for the majority of the week. Laundry got done. I even made some meals ahead of time so that the dinner prep hour wasn’t as crazy as usual.
Unfortunately (fortunately?) I got a new phone last night. The WiFi is working. My apps are installed.
Hence why I am sitting here, phone in hand, still in PJs. House is a mess. No food has been cooked.
Must. Put. Phone. Down…