After writing the title of this post, I picked up my iPhone to discover which of the many App-possibilities lit up my screen. I then had a quick scroll through Twitter on my Macbook, you guys tweet a lot; it’s a full time job to keep up. Wait! Facebook bleeped (technical term for a ‘new message’ noise) at me through Chrome, reminding me to catch up with the three-way conversation where I regularly discuss all daily wisdom and future planning with my two lovely girl-friends.
This title is somewhat ironic to my method of working. As focused and passionate as I am about sharing my views, I feel like my stress levels are reduced when I keep on-top of everything else at the same time.
If a conclusion suddenly clicks in my mind (because one usually isn’t planned before I start writing) I have to jot it down quickly, otherwise my technology starts crying for my attention again and the pot of gold is lost forever. It’s a surprise for me too; when I actually get to the point, you know.
What did I come in here for again? *checks Clear list* ah yes, the tea I spilt 15 seconds ago…
I have become [healthily] obsessed with writing things down.If I don’t make a list then I will forget and if I forget then I get stressed and if I get stressed then I need to lie down again in the supermarket and then kids steal my shoes.
Having and using an iPhone has given me that ‘how did I ever manage without it?’ feeling. A great feeling, at first. When ‘making a list’ involved finding paper and a pen then I simply didn’t bother, but now I have a tool already in my hand. I can be super productive! I never miss a birthday. I rarely even go a lunchtime without swiping something off my to-do list. The only thing that suffers there is my bank account.
Having an iPhone has made me both insanely impatient and almost schizophrenically social.
A dangerous combination.
This idea scares a heavily-social-sharer like me.
When there’s a traffic jam I’m checking Instagram and if a movie starts to get slow I have a scroll through Facebook. I’m constantly checking that I haven’t missed any major news on Twitter. I can feel my attention span draining away when I’m out for lunch; my hands itch to swipe a screen. Wouldn’t it be awful if I’m missing something right now whilst you’re telling me a real-life, graphically detailed, yet somehow dull story about your kid’s latest sickness bug?!
I feel safe knowing that I’m always reachable if something bad were to happen, but I try to leave my phone or mac closed when at a real social event.
I miss the pre-iPhone days and I never thought I’d say that.
Is technology going to advance to become even more addictive? Scary.