I have never been quiet about my aversion to all things Facebook.
I don’t want a Facebook, won’t have a Facebook, because:
- I’ve heard about the farm game.
- I don’t care which Twilight character I am most like.
- I’m not interested in what kind of sandwich you just ate, nor do I believe that you really want to read that about me. (Unless you write it in a blog post, with the recipe. Then I’m all yours.)
- Someone might upload embarrassing photos of me, like these:
- I already spend too much time on my laptop. I am too busy volunteering at homeless shelters.
- If the people in my past were that important to me, they wouldn’t be in my past.
Wait, back up. What was that last one?
- If the people in my past were that important to me, they wouldn’t be in my past.
That used to be true. But recently I find myself losing touch with a couple of long-distance friends. I spend my days homeschooling, and my evenings with my husband. Long phone calls are becoming a rarity. And now that Oregon has passed a Don’t Talk and Drive law, even brief catch-ups in the car are a thing of the past.
It was the Christmas letters that did it. As I read, I realized that I like keeping up with what my friends were doing. I don’t want our only contact to be reduced to once a year.
Is Facebook the best solution? Probably not. The best solution would be to make real time for the people that I care about. But, honestly, no matter how good my intentions, that is just not likely to happen right now. My time is being spent on my laptop family.
So…
[deep breath]
I created a Facebook page.
But I will absolutely, positively NEVER (Do you hear me? I mean it!) Twitter.
