Kiersten’s Blog

Hi. My name is Kiersten and I’m addicted to Facebook. That’s right, folks, as much as I hate to admit it and as embarrassing as it is, I waste way too much time checking up on “friends.” I joined Facebook a few years back. I loved how I was able to be back in contact with so many old friends from all different times in my life. Thanks to Facebook, I was reunited with a bunch of high school friends with whom I had completely lost contact. It has been great, but has gone overboard. I find myself in my daily routine thinking, “I need to update my status,” or “I should tell the Facebook world…” Really, why does anybody care what I’m doing at any point in my day? And why should I be divulging that information to all of my hundreds of “friends?” And why the heck to I care what my “friends” are doing every second of every day? While we’re on the subject of “friends,” I really don’t know how many so-called friends I have on Facebook, but I can tell you that I have more Facebook friends than real-life friends. I started weeding some out, but that became quite tedious and took way too long. In fact, recently I deleted a “friend” who died over a year ago. And I felt bad deleting her, like I was deleting her life or her memory or something, when in fact I won’t remember her as my Facebook friend at all. I’ll remember her as a real-life friend. I had memories with her during her life, not on Facebook.

It’s been almost 48 hours since I last signed in. I deleted my Facebook app from my iPod. Now I’ll have much more time to live my life. Maybe I’ll blog more. Maybe I’ll craft more. Maybe I’ll practice my violin more. Maybe I’ll spend more time with my kids (but only if the screaming stops). I haven’t deleted my account. I probably won’t do that anytime soon. So I can still get messages. I just won’t be signing in anymore for a long, long time. After all, this is the last few precious months I have with London before she’ll be off to full-day kindergarten in August. I need to make the best of my time with my children. They grow up so quickly. And I’m sure Facebook (or something better) will be there to keep me in touch with them when they’re grown and gone.