Seriously, Kill Your Television, It's Awesome

Sometime last week or so, our TV died a violent death, and at first I was upset. After the initial "shock" of being once again TV-less (I sold my TV before moving out here and didn't have a TV for about a year, when a friend gave us an extra one she had sometime in late February/early March of this year.), Mike and I once again got creative about how to spend our newly found "free" time. We played board games and cards again. We cooked together. We sat on the couch and looked out the window holding hands while listening to favorite radio programs. We went for evening walks and bicycle rides. I used the now bare coffee table space to organize my papers last weekend, and I've been getting so much housecleaning done! And it's only been about a week!

I am sure that my life is so much more peaceful without a television set. When I first was living without a TV it was really strange to me, as I had never lived without one before. Then I got used to it. By the time our friend bestowed upon us a TV I thought I was glad to get back what I had missed so much. But that feeling doesn't compare to the feeling of peace I have now, at realizing how much energy I was expending even considering whether or not to turn it on and flip through channels. And how depressed I would feel if I sat and watched it aimlessly for any period of time.

The only thing I'm going to miss is having the TV to use for watching DVD's. The kids fighting constantly over whose turn it is to choose what they watch - that part I will NOT miss.

Kill your TV! Life is divine without it!

P.S. My biggest complaint in all of this is that it cost $10 to deliver the TV to the recycle center, but I know it was the right thing to do, so I paid. I've definitely blown $10 in way worse ways than recycling a TV I didn't even pay for, so there you go.

I Just Realized I'm Obsessed With the Radio.

I got rid of my television when I moved here and haven't bought another one. So I miss all the TV commercials people are talking about. Big whoop. (Yeah, people still say that! Whatever!)

But when it gets dark at 5:00 just when you are getting off work and it's cold, your after work activities are limited. I read a lot. But that's not so much interactive. So Mike and I listen to the radio and play cards or board games. Cook dinner and wash the dishes. Argue over if we want to watch a DVD or not (me: yes; him: no), argue over whether or not I own good movies (me: yes; him: no), argue over whether or not he owns terrible movies (me: yes; him: no). Go back to playing cards or board games.

Anyway.

So I have discovered talk radio and how great it can be. I always used to think it was boring. If you suffer from this "affliction" as well (yes, that would be the talk-radio-is-boring affliction; it exists, so whatever), you should just get rid of your television and then run out of things to do that are free. You too will discover talk radio. Maybe.

I'm bored at work today because it's the calm before the storm of a big project I've been working on all week. I'd go into detail, but it's probably boring to anyone who is not here experiencing it. Basically I'm at an impasse, waiting for something to happen until I can keep going. Tomorrow is the big day. La la. And blah blah.

In case anyone who is reading is wondering why I'm posting here all day instead of working. I am working. Just kind of waiting too. Waiting to get sick, or to meet this deadline and be done with this week, or waiting for the sun to stick around longer, or who knows what else. The waiting game. It's what life is all about right. Hurry up and wait.

Ugh. I can't stand my whiny self today. UGH.