I did the unthinkable today – I left my phone at home. It wasn’t purposeful – it was evidence of a lack of thinking (is that un-thinking?). I realized that I had likely left it when I was about halfway to work and I had a mental flash of it still sitting on the kitchen table. I had a bit of an immediate panic at the recognition that I was sans phone in my travels out and about in the big world, but not so much that I turned around and went home to get it. Once at the university and parked, I was able to confirm that I had indeed left my phone at home.
Oh bother. A whole day without my cell phone. How would I survive the day? Well having arrived home nine hours later I can tell you that I am not only no worse for the wear, but surprisingly un-scarred by the experience.
I was reminded of something today – something I already knew but that I had let drift off to the peripheral – I don’t need to be on the grid all the time. While it is true that I do want to be accessible in case the kids or Mike need me – absent a crisis of sorts – it is delightful to be somewhat unreachable. Not that students, faculty, staff and family couldn’t find me – I certainly wasn’t hiding. It was that I didn’t feel the obligation to facilitate being found by being attached to my phone.
I was off the grid today and it wasn’t the end of the world as I know it…indeed, it was a refreshing change. I like the benefits of un-thinking. I do believe I will be more purposeful in pursuing un-thinking in the future…as unthinkable as that may be. 😉
Day nine hundred and seventy-six of the new forty – obla di obla da
Ms. C
Oh I love that last paragraph! I used to be the same way with a ringing house phone–running to answer it when I was in the middle of something. We had an answering machine so I have no idea why I felt obligated to darn near break my neck to get to it. How do we let ourselves become hostages like this? I finally just said (aloud) “I’M NOT HOME” whenever that happened. A magic unfettering!
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