Thursday, August 11, 2011

It's silent...

It's 6 o'clock. Everyone has gone home from work and the office is quiet. Even the phones have stopped ringing. All I can hear is the whirring of the A/C. It's nice. Baby is off at grandma's house. Hubby is at home. I'm still at the office just soaking in a few moments of silence.
What did we ever do before cell phones? I can't even remember. There's not a minute in my daily life nowadays that is not inundated with a ding, a chirp, a buzz or a ring. I've got 3 email accounts going to my phone, the actual phone itself and of course...Facebook. Luckily I'm not a tweeter or I'd have that to contend with as well.
I wonder if it's all necessary. Would it really kill my hubby if he couldn't get in touch with me for 2 hours? These days it would because we're so used to being at every beckon call of ...everyone.
As a realtor I brag that, "You can reach me anytime on my cell!" Why do I really want that?
I should change it to, "You can reach me from 9a.m. - 4p.m. on my cell!"
We give up living these days for a phone...for latent information....for common occurrences that everyone feels necessary to share...for a call from practically anyone.
And then I turn around at the end of the day and wonder where it went and if I remember an "event" at all.
Mostly, it's just information streaming through the air to my eyes and ears, blocking what is all around me.
But, I can't boycott the phone. I won't shut down my fun apps. I will choose to try and do 3 things at once - all the time.
There are times however, like today, when I picture my younger years: Family sitting on the porch. Kid's playing "colored eggs" in the yard till nightfall. No TV. No phones. No ipods or video games or computers. Just people....and I kinda miss that simple time all the while wondering if it doesn't miss me back.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You have a beautiful porch to sit on with a comfy swing. Leave you phone inside and go out and enjoy it!
Betsy

Unknown said...

Don't forget you have to have your drink of choice. Whether it is lemonade or wine, who cares!