My week without Facebook.

While I was working last Thursday, the subject of Facebook came up. I admitted that I logged on to Facebook every day, sometimes several times a day. Someone then said "could you go without it?" I quickly responded with "Yeah, of course."
"Could you go without it for a week?"
"Yeah."
"Then do it."
"Starting today?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, I will."

It's just a week, no big deal. I figured I would have no problem with it. Then later that day I got a text from Facebook mobile saying someone had commented on a photo of mine...crap. I desperatly wanted to know what picture had been commented on, but I couldn't check. This was seriously going to suck.

After a few days the Facebook mobile texts were starting to drive me crazy. It was like a huge "You aren't supposed to log onto Facebook" sign that kept getting rubbed in my face. Sigh. I wish I could turn those off, but then I would have to log onto Facebook. Maybe I was a little more addicted than I thought I was. I got so desperate at one point, I even convinced Shawn to try and help me find something while he was logged on to his account, and yes, I realize that sounds really pathetic.

Well, the week came and went, and in all honesty it wasn't that bad. I think it taught me something, and though I will probably log on more than once a week, I think I will start getting on a bit less. I guess I should thank my friend at work, who eerily reminds me of Shawn, for challenging me to do this.