Sunday, March 2, 2008

Hold me, I'm frightened

So here I am, reading the New York Times (online, of course) and I come across this Op-Ed piece by Mark Bittman. And it makes me think, "I wonder if I could do that? I wonder if I could disconnect from my laptop and phone and Blackberry for one day a week?"

OK, the phone would be easy. Heck, I don't answer it half the time anyway. Blackberry, now there's your e-mail, a little bit harder. And the laptop. Oh, the laptop. Now I am losing the internet, the magazine subscriptions from Zinio, my Scrabble game, all my embroidery designs except what resides on the sewing machine and its key drive, I-Tunes, and, well, let's just say, that's a challenge. And if unplugging also includes the sewing machines and the TV and the iPod, well, I might as well just slit my virtual wrists right now.

I'm trying to imagine a day without the laptop. I know I would get more reading done, and that would be a Good Thing. (Note to self: Can not include Sony Reader among unplugged items.) I might talk to the husband more, you know, the face to face live action kind of talking, not the many e-mails per day even when we are in the same room kind of talking. Maybe I would work on my pitiful knitting "skills." Or take a long hike up a hill (OK, that won't happen).

The question that has me scared though, is this: Do you actually cease to exist when you unplug from everything? Or is there maybe some kind of semi-frozen state in between plugged and nothingness, sort of a Dairy Queen existence? I'd hate to unplug from everything and then when I try to plug back in the next day, get the Blue Screen of Death or something. And let's say you don't cease to exist, will people still know you are Out There if you are unplugged, or will they forget about you and erase you from their Contacts and never ever Google you again? Ooooooh, this is vewwy scawy.

But you know what? I juuuust might try it. Sunday is a good day for it. After all, once upon a distant time, Sundays meant that most stores were closed, and hardly anybody worked, and naps abounded. So, unless I come to my senses before then, I am going to unplug myself next Sunday and see what happens.

Thank goodness the cowbell is not electric, because I still need more cowbell.


6 comments:

Jana Nielson said...

I suffered a "forced" unplugging last week. A whole day and a half without the internet at all! I don't have a blackberry..or any other fun electronic device....I about DIED!!! I was afraid that I would miss everything!

I did get the housework done, and finished a few projects. I even talked...heaven forbid..to my kids!

Kathi D said...

Well, if I'm going to have to talk to your kids, then forget it.

Miss to Mrs said...

It's not as bad as you think. When I go to the family farm there is not internet and my cell phone doesn't work there. It's amazing how many projects I can get finished down there because there isn't anything to distract me. It's one of the main reasons I go there, oh and my family. Just to be safe though, we should probably hear from you first thing Monday morning to make sure you made it through okay. If we don't hear from you again, we'll just assume that you are in a Dairy Queen existence and in a better place than we are.

Bridget said...

hee hee, I am with you on the phone but a day without the computer? I can already feel the tremors coming on...

Kathi D said...

I promise to let you know whether or not I'm alive first thing every Monday morning. Well, I guess maybe I won't let you know if I'm not alive.

Hey It's Di said...

HOLY COW! You are one brave woman to attempt that!! I can only part from the internet when completely forced! I'm with you on the phone deal and will randomly just unplug it for peace! You wanna reach me? You had better start typing!