On October 12th, I deactivated my facebook account. True to form, facebook reactivated it (those bastards), and I deactivated it again on October 18th.
In the first ~10 days after closing my facebook account, I noticed a substantial–journaled/documented–increase in productivity. Now, let me be frank: I never played games on facebook. Furthermore, I was ruthless about junk posts and hiding stuff that wasn’t useful to me for the way I used facebook. (I’ll also admit that I was a timid user given my history of bona fide stalkers who used this information to find me.)
Productivity? What’s That?
In the week after I killed my facebook account, I lost count of the tasks in the productivity spike I had.
- I’ve cleaned up and cleaned out several areas of our home. I’ve done that once-a-year stuff like wiping down the insides of the cabinets and cleaning out the areas known as “I wonder what we keep in there.” I’ve kept up with laundry, dusting, etc. I even bound my computer cables to keep Marble out of them. I don’t know how many boxes of paper we recycled. I have another box to shred. And, I know have a “projects” box full of stuff I can do in shorter bursts…which means it might get done.
- I not only had the bridge installed, I’ve been working on whitening the rest of my teeth (all part of the plan).
- I’ve gathered a charity donation and made a lunch date with a friend so I can deliver it.
- I’ve been shopping (shopping!) for things I’d put off much too long.
- I set up some small marketing for our #CroKnit group.
- I’ve planned two small parties, attended another (& I took/processed/posted images), and prepped for a wedding (some bigger tasks within that, this time).
- I ran one marketing project for AYW, booked a client from it, and am prepping the next offer/message to go out in a week or two.
- I’ve done half a dozen administrative tasks for me, us, our home, and AYW.
- Shot a wedding
- Duped/backed up images
- Edited and posted the images
- ..and I still went to Miami’s watch party, #CroKnit, and other weekly routines.
What I Have “Missed” — that I know of:
- One person wondered why I unfriended her…and then immediately realized I must have finally deleted my account.
- One person wondered if I was the reason his friend count dropped by one. Yep, that was me!
- One friend said she’d invite me to her daughter’s birthday party, but never did. I’m guessing it went out on facebook. Other friends only use facebook to invite friends to events. I’ll be sad to miss the ones where they don’t think outside facebook. 🙁
What I Have Missed with Elation:
- Being invited to events in places like Toledo or San Francisco.
- The pure drivel of some. I had hidden most of those who wax poetic in ways other than those I can appreciate, but there is only so much you can do.
- Religion, I expect a “separation of church and state” attitude. Have your religion and enjoy what comforts and supports you. Do not push your faith onto me. I have friends/family who range from Jewish-to-Catholic-to-Christian/Evangelical-to-Hindu-to-Buddist-to-Agnostic/Athiest. I’m respectful–even celebratory–of holy events of others. I share others’ celebrations. I do not acknowledge anything shoved down my throat. (Funny how that’s always some form of Christianity, huh?)
- Politically, E and I don’t vote alike, but share a lot of views. Unfortunately for facebook, it’s the most prolific/asinine who use social media as a platform….and ruin the experience for the rest of us. I had to unfriend and then block the one terrible “friend”. If they don’t know me/us, then how can they dare get “upset” when I call them out for using social media cred for furthering someone else’s agenda. (Yes, that really happened.)
And Then There Is Time
Again, I didn’t play any games on facebook. I severely restricted the suck factor that drags you into viewing photos of people you don’t even know. I had all the gadgets and widgets to control my flow of information. I used fb purity and better facebook. I had blocked feeds from many apps and several people. I had blocked all “non-friends” so I wouldn’t see their stuff, but more importantly, so they wouldn’t see my posts.
None of it worked. When I quit facebook, I had the most productive week of the year. Even with all the “lock down” versions of content I was willing to read and friends I really wanted to connect with, it was a huge time suck. Losing access to facebook caused very few “I miss” moments, but gave a lot of “I’m kicking ass!!!” reasons to be proud of my work. If I had realized exactly how MUCH of a timesuck facebook was (even when I had it filtered like crazy), I’d have dumped it a lot sooner.