Facebook and It's Evil Ways

Social media may be killing me softly with its song. Specifically, Facebook.

I am constantly checking in to see if there's some new tidbit of information about new-found friends and updates on old ones. I wade through photo after photo of cats, disturbing photos of dogs on their last days before being murdered by euthanasia and videos of animal abuse to get to funny quotes, inspirational sayings and the random "real" photo of an actual event or happening from one of my friends.

It has become a daily morning routine over coffee and the occasional English muffin.

I found myself using time I would normally spend creating paper mosaics or being creative in some other way checking and commenting on posts. Sometimes I even do quick checks in the bathroom, while waiting at a stop light, on my breaks at work. Crazy stuff.

While I certainly enjoy getting a dose of inspiration to start my day with, I'm beginning to feel that it has such a stronghold on my life, it has replaced productive time with wasted time.

I'm making changes this year, struggling with hard decisions about myself and my physical and emotional health. Facebook has to be one of those changes.

Oh, I'll still be on. Just not when I have important tasks or creative art to do. Once a day. It's a date.