I have been spent much longer time without Net before. But then and there the circumstances wasn’t determined by me, but by the happy childhood paradise…
Now, when I decided to disconnect my mind from the Net, I was a bit envious of the former myself who carelessly played on fields with common chicory, bell flowers, field bindweed and the battle-hardened thistles able to build an entire kingdom and declare war against the half world.
Before the countdown hours it was revealed that during the current renovation in the house, accidentally our doorbell was disconnected from the central system.
‘Whoes care about that door-bell? ‘ I thought, when one of our neighbour knocked on the door? She said, she will mention our bell-problem for workers … probably they will solve it. ‘Okay.’ I don’t need any ring-bell! Indeed! This ‘without-bell-situation’ is perfect spirit-supporter of my plan. Anyway, in this kind of decision, like in any normal diet, it is good to be supported by others or something.
I had been prepared for this long time ago … when we had washed up ourselves in bowl, no matter if it was summer or winter … rubbing the teeth with salt and gone on a wooden toilet or where we could. How envy I am of that free feeling! I wonder if my my body will remember of all those things in case of any comfort-zone-absence situations?
I made a whole list just if in my without-Internet-hours I will be catching by any temptation.
First of all, I have draw a flag and I shared it on couple of community surfaces … if anyone wants to take with me in this silent …
Here is my ‘flag’.
When I turned off my phone and web, according to my last information, I have had received encouragements just from foreign people. From totally strangers …
Jokingly I asked my 16-year-old niece if she would take with me in my “without-Net- being”, but she replied with “no thanks ” with a lot of laughing symbols. What would I expected from a 16-year-old girl who gave herself a nickname of the ‘Miss Zs. Wifi Software’ !? :))))
I’ve never had a diet, so I don’t really know whether there is any parallel between my Net-diet and a real diet… Although I am not a Net-addicted, I guess that the Net works like a compensation of something, like a niche. Like the chocolate. For some reason, we used to nibble it even if our body doesn’t need of it … (Scientists compares it with alcohol addiction!?)
I took into account several things:
- I’ve taken all the urgent needs and to-do-list well.
- I didn’t have to run anywhere and all my things to do on Net can wait. So nobody will die by my absence.
- I gave myself a lot of work. In this matter that was not a new situation. I love my job!
- I have had prepared some books and 7 decks of card: one of Egyptian and 6 about of personality developer cards. ‘Same dog’ as used to say. In fact there isn’t a difference between them. I used to use them at other times too if I got stuck in thoughts. This time, however, I had prefered to play with personality’s wisdom cards.
Immediately at the first temptation I pulled out one. Was written on the following:
"The true meaning of success is if we overcome the fears to be successful." /P. Sweeney/
But who is P. Sweeney, I would have asked the Net, but instead of it, I was forced to think about the sentence. After all, the task was exactly to thinking : what it says to me … what is my advantage if I think about it? Takes me ahead? etc. ..
I had barely been engrooseed in my thoughts, when suddenly the doorbell rang. Sharply! Woken up a bit, but I didn’t opened the door, because I didn’t let for anyone to ‘hanging on’ my energy. I accepted that the doorbell was repaired and that’s all. ( I could live happily without bell …)
The unexpected things
can double your personal test and it requires a little improvisation.
No one can prepared for this. You better do if smile and ask yourself if ‘ I am flexible enough? ‘
Happened that one of the water-pipe of the house has broken and so had to be closed the water as well. At first it didn’t seemed to be a loser thing, I was busy by the work and thoughts. I had some bottle of drinking-water after all. But working with a snow-white fabric, after a while, I realized that I must to wash my hands… in every half hour. I didn’t know what to do. I had to be washed my hands with mineral water.
While I working, some pictures flashed from the past, when we often felt through this without-water feeling, in another era of an another country. At these times all of people of our district went to the aunt B.’s wells. We stood there in long line for a well-water.
Aunt B. had a son. We just called him prince Cs. Cs has drunked a lot. But he was kind with everyone, except with his own mother. When he saw me, he always asked, “can I help you, princess?” I said that I came for wate’ and he helped me to draw water and carring my water bucket too … much things has changed since then: the old lady is no longer alive, prince Cs. is not drink anymore, … has been less water in Earth … Perhaps the princesses didn’t do their mission enough well?
Around four o’clock the temptation reappeared again. This time more intensively. Because no matter how much I love my job, I was tired a little and a quick shower would have been cool as well. I don’t even missed the Net. In fact not missing it at all. But something refreshing cold. I am going to lick an ice-cream! What a luxury is to have ice in the fridge in such a hot day!
Here is the desk where I use to write and think of … the water, the ice and testing my eco-smart stuffs frozen them for example.
But I missed the people, so I went to the balcony. The traffic has the best sight from there. This gorgeous picture switched me back to the civilization. While I licked the icecream, I had read the packaging’s instructions. I used to read the packaging’s wrotes often. Now, for example, I read that this piece of ice-cream is not to be sold individually…
I realized that while I’m on a Net-diet, so many webs are swishing around me. So, with my 36 hour of Net-diet, the only person who will ‘get the prize’ of self-control-development, will be only me. That was the moment when I decided to share my experiences with others…
… The next temptation pushed me after two hours. The Net disappeared completely from my mind and the only thing I could think was the water. On the balcony all the strawberries were lying down, fully knocked out, exhausted by the heat. I started to spray them quickly with the remained water. I realized that while I’m pouring the strawberries, I can wash my hands too. What a smart could be the man in need! The question is, whether this kind of water is good for those strawberries? … I stopped the watering, I was afraid to give that kind of water for Nero (our grapes).
This water is my favorite. Every time when I drink this water, I don’t know why, but I always thinking of Dracula… Even now while I tried to revive our small plantation with that mineral water, I was think about him again. Maybe he had been drinking the same valley’s water like me … when he was prisoner here nearby? Could they given him water or not at all? How he spent his hours in that cold cell? The story-tellers say that he had impaled rats and eat them … or just for fun …, but everybody knows that not that was why he’s got his famous “Impaler” name…
We were born in the same country, so it’s possible that he has washing his hair in same way: rain-water like me …
OMG, I though, whether such thoughts are the implication of the Net-diet hours or just the silent brings it out this kind of weird pictures!? 🙂 Or I got sunstroke staying here in balcony?! But really curios how Dracula was spent his lazy hours?
Completely identifying with Dracula’s aka Vlad Tepes’s loneliness, an ugly cicala jumped on me. Since I fight a while against these creatures, I jumped back to the reality and quickly eradicating a few parasites. It has had enough for poor strawberries this waterless condition! By the way! Waterless! Must to switch on my phone, – I thought – just for few seconds … just to ask my boyfriend for bringing water … for tomorrow’s survive… and the surviving isn’t against of my own Net-diet-rule.
It was 6 o’clock in the evening. I have kept that exactly two minutes-talk-promise, and then I was continuing my work.
I can’t tell you how could to be when a really Net-addict person is disconnected from the Web, but when I woke up this morning, I felt an excited good feeling caused by the re join of the Internet today.
I decided that in my next Net-free days (because will be more of it), I want to get a map about “no wifi” places.
When I write these rows I am still a No-Net person. And this is the moment when I understand the real meaning of that sentence which says, who never spent a whole day alone, not even lived in fact. Perhaps it said by Buddha? I don’t know ..
But I can search it immediately on Net. 🙂