Yesterday, I stuck to my guns with my new rule of only checking Facebook and Instagram twice a day. I’m not a big Twitter user, so that one’s a little easier to get under control.
Quite often when I talk to my Dad on the phone, I’m doing my dishes. I know how unbelievably loud that can be, so I either have the water on low and I try to move the dishes quietly or I put him on mute at points during our call. The latter means I’m constantly wiping my hands off to turn the mute button back so he can hear me, which I’ll admit is a little ridiculous.