I pulled the trigger.
Yes, I finally did it. I’d been thinking about it for awhile – had fantasized about it even longer. It was completely premeditated.
My Facebook account is dead.
No more snowballs or hidden eggs, quiz’s about every possible thing, or Farkle.
Never again will I wonder why I’m looking at pictures from someone who I had in my high school biology class twenty-three years ago.
Yes, there were people I enjoyed reconnecting with. (You know who you are!) For the most part,with my attention span of a gnat problem- it was a time-sucker-extraordinaire.
So, if you are really and truly my friend, not my FFF Fake-Facebook-Friend, as my husband would call it, we will email or chat on the phone, or even…dare I say it…spend time together in person.
For now I have a job to do. God has put it on my heart to write, and write I will. (My best Yoda impression.)
It’s time to loosen my load and throw Facebook overboard. My attraction-to-distraction syndrome can’t take much more.
So, please tell Nancy Grace to move on along. There isn’t anything to see here.
I’m guilty as charged.