Following in your footsteps widge

ooooooh.
I actually did it.
I deleted my facebook.
You may scoff and say "um, so? " but it's kind of a big deal to me...
I was on there for 4 years.
Ok, so not 4 years straight, but having said that, if you added up how much time I spent on there, it may come to about 6 months in total, without even moving from my ' suction seat" as james and I call it.

And why?
Why did I join facebook?
To begin with, I joined it because a friend told me to. (thats how we got Widge hooked too)
And I always had (have) an obsession with getting notes, and mail (the real kind, like from a letterbox) and checking things and rechecking things (ok, not in an OCD "if I don't flick the light switch 14 times, I'll get hit by a bus" kind of checking) but you know, getting messages has always kind of done it for me.
So, facebook was like getting notes, but 10 times more extreme.
Then I got too many 'friends'
(this happened year after year. It's not the first time I've culled then deleted it!)
Then I got real life people actually upset with me about it,
and that was where I drew the line.
If I can actually hurt someones feelings by 'deleting them' off face book , something is wrong with how I am conducting my friendships.
I should be having more coffees with these people, and less internet time...

I maintain.... FACEBOOK IS NOT REAL LIFE people.
I promise you.
So, I decided to delete it.
Family, close friends, the lot of ya.
But do you what...
I STILL like you!!
Crazy huh!!
(insert rolling of eyes.)

All that said, I so badly wanted to go on the computer this morning that I logged in and blogged about this.
I promise I will give you something good soon.
I promise.
(anyway, it's for me, not for you!)
Lovelovelovelove
M