Kicking the habit in the taco!

Day one. No facebook.

It's weird. I woke up this morning, turned on the computer, and did not automatically sign into facebook. Of course, I'd already reminded myself, that no matter what, I was strictly forbidden from doing so. And, I'm alright. No body tremors, or breaking into a cold sweat, or hysterical sobbing, begging just. one. more. time. Not that these drastic withdrawal symptoms were at all expected, but you never know when breaking an addiction.

But, it's fine. And while we're being honest, I'll tell you the main reason I'm going to succeed, is the fact my husband has absolutely no faith in me seeing it through. I'll show him, by god. Even if it kills me. Which it won't. It never does.

I will tell you though, it was a lot harder to deactivate than I'd originally thought, and I'm not just talking about the last minute anxiety of ''Wait! What are you doing? Don't do it!'' I had finally mustered up the gumption to just do it. Hit the button. Then, I couldn't find the damn button. After finding it, I held my finger over the mouse for a moment before clicking. ''Do you really want to do this?'' I asked myself. And even though I said facebook was doing my head in, I started making a mental list of all the things I would miss. (Also, it doesn't help that on the deactivation page, facebook tries one last time to lure you back, by showing you a select pictures of a few friends with the caption, ''If you deactivate your account, 'so and so' will miss you.'' Awwww.) ''Just click.'' I urged myself. And so, I pressed my finger down. I was expecting a feeling of relief, like the hands that had been strangling me, finally released their grip and I could breathe again. But no. I got some message about how I wasn't allowed to deactivate, as I was the sole developer of some app and it needed me to stay. To my recollection, I'd never created an app. Come to find though, I had. And by the time I'd found it and deleted it, I'd gone through the deactivation process 14 times. Each time, seeing new pictures of people facebook was promising would be lost without me. My resolve chipping away. It was suggested by a friend that I not totally deactivate, but just leave it unattended for a while. But, that's too easy. I could just sign back in. This way, I'm completely absent. A virtual memory.

However, I did find it a little disheartening, just how easy it is to reactivate your account. I was hoping there would be something difficult. Like a jousting dual, or climbing the top of a mountain and finding a rare jewel and present it to Mark Zuckerberg to prove your worthiness and gain access back into his kingdom. Or maybe eating a goats testicle. I don't know. A little blood loss. Something that would give me pause before jumping right back in. But, no. It's as simple as just signing back in. So, at the end of the day, I'm going to have to rely on my self-control to keep me away. Those of you who know me well, can attest the the fact, my will is paper thin and easily torn right through. But, I can do it. If I don't, then Terry will be proven right, and we can't have that now, can we?

I think I'm going to be blogging a lot though. So, be prepared.

And expect to hear from me again. Very soon. x