I am attempting to do something new every day in a challenge to motivate myself through lockdown 3.0, and recently tried to cut the cord to my phone.
I have discovered a couple of interesting things about living life with minimal contact with your own phone. Firstly, the very best time of the day to be without your phone is bed-time. At that point, your probability of getting into bed at the time you wish to get into bed is multiplied tenfold, than if you had your phone about you. You manage to dive under the covers more swiftly, and also you shut your eyes faster: there is no last- minute checking of messages or crumbling of resolve with a brief foray into youtube, IMDB, facebook, Twitter etc; which somehow takes at least 25 minutes. And the really beautiful thing is how your body slips into deep sleep so much faster when it has not been recently tantalised by a screen. It’s just a much more soothing snooze cycle.
Conversely, the worst time of the day to be without your phone is wakey-wakey time. That’s when you need to discover what has happened while you have been unconscious. I don’t like to turn the tv on in my bedroom (it’s a children magnet), so my phone is my go-to mechanism for news and gossip. I need to check it while in bed. Once my feet are on the ground, I am hopping from sandwich-making to dramatic-dressing theatrics and there is not a second for social media until at least 11am, by which time I don’t care anymore.
The other thing I have learned about reduction of phone time is that it’s too difficult to maintain, so I have more or less given up. After a long hard self-negotiation, I’ve compromised and I now don’t take it into my bedroom at night. The rest of the time I just give myself a dirty look and put it down a little bit quicker than I would have previously.
My other recent “something news” included attempting karate, only to discover that the warm up exercise had me flummoxed. I couldn’t windmill my arms in opposite directions. My physical co-ordination is now in the “chronic” category. Awful stuff.
I also posted a video of myself on this blog and I began a podcast. I recorded a couple of minutes but then was totally baffled as to what to do with it, so it’s just loitering around the ether somewhere.
And my favourite new thing is that I ventured to host a serious “family meeting”, like the ones you see in US tv programmes and movies. There was one item on the agenda – privacy. I’ve decided that an almost 4 year-old and a 5 & ½ year old are old enough to learn about privacy. My husband really wants to be able to close the door when he visits the toilet too. We both believed the “meeting” went well. However, it later transpired that our kids have confused the words ‘privacy’ and ‘piracy’. They now believe that they must be “pirates” when they visit the loo. We have both decided family meetings only work for young kids when those young children are paid actors reading scripts; and that we will return to just yelping and shouting haphazardly.
This official resolution run will end March 31st which is my daughter’s birthday and one of the few self-authorised day-time drinking days in my year (the others being Xmas, Easter, all other family birthdays and some public holidays). I will subsequently throw out all my healthy lifestyle rules for at least 6 to 7 days, enough to see me over Easter with a little cushion room for re-adjustment. Whatever I do after that will rely entirely on the government lockdown strategy.
I am attempting to complete 7 resolutions over 6 days for 5 weeks:
- Continued embargo on crisps, fancy cheese and booze (except those used in cooking)
- Meditate for ten minutes
- Go for a run or a walk
- Do something new – I’ve never done before.
- Clean the kitchen every evening
- Do at least 5 sun salutations every morning
- No eating after 7pm (except Friday & Saturday)