Slowly Unplugging

On the weekends I try really hard to unplug from all the "busy" of everyday life, like most people do.  I have blogged before about how as a professional Domestic Goddess(aka SAHM) I too take the weekends off. Only what I take a break from is major cleaning.  I still do the every day stuff but I try not to do laundry and everyone pitches in with dishes. My Giant is a better chef than I am so he cooks and ya know, "When Momma's happy everybody is happy!" It works. That is what the weekend is for right? A sort of "unplugging" if you will.

But on Sunday for quite sometime now we have had a house rule of no technology what so ever. We can listen to music, and we pick out a family movie at the end of the day but other than that, we aren't supposed to be using much technology. I started this house rule long ago, before, and way back when the kids didn't have phones and we didn't have Iphones.  It was easy then when the kids were little, and they didn't care so much about technology. You know that stage called "childhood" ?

Now that they are older and wiser and they know the rest of the world doesn't live like this they have started to catch on to something.
Do you want to know what that little something is ?
The little something is that they now catch ME breaking my own rule. And to that I say :
DAG NAB IT!!!!!
I blame the blasted IPhone... argh stupid thing... no no no Sorry I take it back Iphone. I Love you. You are my best friend. I will never quit you, or speak ill will of you ever again. But for real, I do have to learn to put you down on Sundays. Just on Sundays and then I will rush right back to your loving arms.
Ahem... do you find it weird that I just had a convo with my phone?

This past Sunday I told myself again,  "Self you must do a better job at keeping this rule and set an good example for the Fab 4" No sooner did I say that then I heard the little ding. You know the sound. The one that means you have a new email or someone texted you. The sound that is more powerful, and evokes more emotion, than any Pavlovian response from a meat hungry beast could EVER, ever have!  I sneakingly went straight into my room to answer that sound.

Yes that was a confession.

Thanks for listening I feel much better now.

My children seemed to have heard the unspoken grumble in my heart, and the sneakiness of my actions because they were pitching a fit about this house rule this past Sunday, like I have never heard before. Most Sundays they go about the day playing board games, baking, crocheting, riding bikes, drawing, creating, ya know having a childhood.
But this Sunday something was in the air.
It was a mutiny, and it started with me.

There was so much of a grumble that The Giant found it necessary to sit them all down and reiterate why it is WE do what WE do.

I sat there and listened to him say such wise words.
I shook my head in total agreement.
I amen'd and true datted around every bend like a good supportive wifey.
And I felt like a total  SCHMUCK on the inside!

I confess I suck at my no technology rule now.
I need a 12 step program to slowly unplug.
I need help.
I need an intervention.

Wow, thanks! I feel so much better now.
I seriously should pay you people for this session of confessions with Noël

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