Oh the answers to this question. Worrying comes to mind first. That rocking chair that gets you nowhere but gives you something to do? I am a frequent rocker. Health of my loved ones. Raising my children correctly. Our future. Etc. I worry if I said the wrong thing or if I offended anyone. Literally keeps me up at night going over what I said and if it could be taken the wrong way. But this post is turning into me laying on a couch and I do not like that so let us just move on.
I spend too much time....
On my iPhone. And why yes, I always look this mean, thank you. This is probably the most common response I'm sure. It's pretty much as attached to me as my Chapstick (I have a certifiable addiction to Chapstick). I have to check my email, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Bloglovin', Pinterest several times a day... Not to mention any iMessages I may receive throughout the day and then there is blogging and taking photos. I'm pretty sure my children think I have this blue box physically attached to my hand. I protect it with an Otterbox. I don't let Letty play with it because she may mess up my apps. Gasp. My apps.
I can't even begin to quantify the amount of time on this thing. In fact this post is coming to you from my handy iPhone. It's a staggering amount of time I'm sure. If I have a spare millisecond I'm bound to have a quick peep at what's happening.
So I suppose I should try and cut back on this nasty little habit. Admittance is the first step to recovery, yes? Maybe I will try and what? Not blog while my kids are awake? Not text after my kids go to sleep? I already have one rule - no phone at the dinner table. I may or may not abide by it though. I'm a bit nixy sometimes.
So. Mischief managed. iPhone down.
