Life Without Television
Now that I've been without TV for a bit, I'm feeling embarrassed that I kept it for so long. It wasn't always this way. I went for years and years without it, but after a period of time of the Mister working evenings I broke down and ordered cable to keep me company at night. The evening work has long since passed, but the habit stuck.
I tried to watch intelligently, choosing what I filled my eyes with as wisely as I could. I subscribed to specialty channels I thought might be better quality than others (although BBC Canada turned out to be an utter disappointment. Of all the great BBC productions out there, what's with the constant and repetitive real estate shows? I thought that's what HGTV was for.)
I tried to watch critically, challenging the messages advertisers kept driving home. Apparently I adopted the habit of my great grandmother Blanche... talking back out loud to the TV. (One of my charming quirks, I'm sure.) I was resolute that the urgency to buy would be railed at by me.
It's quite something in retrospect how much energy I put into steeling myself against the box. And now... it's gone... all that internal struggle just to get a little entertainment is over and it feels rather fantastic. I don't need to justify out loud to a screen why I won't buy things. I'm finding my own means of keeping myself entertained. I'm reading a lot more, listening to and playing music, sewing to my heart's content. And instead of talking to the TV, I'm having great conversations with the cats, the raccoons and the birds in the trees.
Some habits are harder to break than others!
P.S. Blogger... if you're out there listening, like the lovely Janet at The Gardener's Cottage, I am not able to leave comments on my favourite blogs and it's bothering me to no end. I'm not even able to leave comment on my blog! Very frustrating... because I like being conversational when people take the time to leave me a message. Please fix!