I've decided that my DVR is a metaphor for my life. It's filled up with things that seemed like good commitments at the time, but in hindsight, don't seem so important anymore.
Instead, it's constant pressure to keep watching things because you've invested so much time in them, even though they no longer hold your attention. Why do I have such a hard time erasing things that don't add value to my life? Why isn't it okay to say goodbye to friends who aren't so good for you anymore?
This weekend, after spending hours watching shows that I really didn't want to watch, I purged Desperate Housewives. Deleted Private Practice. Stopped recording Brothers and Sisters. Even canceled Grey's Anatomy. Because, let's face it, those shows haven't been the same in quite some time. So why waste my time thinking they may somehow get better or not being willing to let them go because I've spent years with them? It's over, McDreamy. Goodbye, Mike the Plumber.
And perhaps it's time to do the same thing in my personal life. I have so many amazing friends who really care about me, so why do I feel guilty when I don't spend time with people who don't have my best interests at heart? Why am I unwilling to cut bait and run out on situations that aren't good for me?
That means you, LB. So stop being nice to me and returning my ill-advised text messages. You're officially canceled from my must-watch list. It's sweeps week, and I'm moving on.
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Monday, November 9, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Snug as a slug
It's been a whole week since I've done any sort of physical activity. Granted, a year ago that wouldn't have seemed so strange. But given what a freak I've been about exercise in the past few months, that's unheard of. I refuse to gain back the weight I've lost.
Yesterday I called in sick and slept all day (actually, I emailed in sick... does anyone call in sick anymore?). I'm not sure if I was warding off a sinus infection or just paying for too many nights of not enough sleep, but after two doses of Nyquil and seven hours of napping, I feel as good as new. I was also able to clean off hours of stuff from my DVR, so when the new television season starts, I should be good to go. It's strange how much pressure I feel when that thing begins to fill up and I see "about a day" left on some of the shows I record.
Tonight I brutally cleaned out my closet and got rid of anything I can no longer wear. It always pains me to give up pricey clothes, but I realized last week that having things altered is nearly as expensive as buying new stuff. So now I have two trash bags full of clothes that I'm sending to some friends who have a non-profit organization for young women. At least I feel like my seldom-worn clothes are going to good use. I'm purging them lest I feel the need to gain back into them. Of course, if I continue to lay around like a slug and not exercise, my new clothes may get too tight.
This is all the stuff I took out of my closet.
I've already bought my first pair of boots this season. And football is on TV. Fall can officially begin!
Yesterday I called in sick and slept all day (actually, I emailed in sick... does anyone call in sick anymore?). I'm not sure if I was warding off a sinus infection or just paying for too many nights of not enough sleep, but after two doses of Nyquil and seven hours of napping, I feel as good as new. I was also able to clean off hours of stuff from my DVR, so when the new television season starts, I should be good to go. It's strange how much pressure I feel when that thing begins to fill up and I see "about a day" left on some of the shows I record.
Tonight I brutally cleaned out my closet and got rid of anything I can no longer wear. It always pains me to give up pricey clothes, but I realized last week that having things altered is nearly as expensive as buying new stuff. So now I have two trash bags full of clothes that I'm sending to some friends who have a non-profit organization for young women. At least I feel like my seldom-worn clothes are going to good use. I'm purging them lest I feel the need to gain back into them. Of course, if I continue to lay around like a slug and not exercise, my new clothes may get too tight.
This is all the stuff I took out of my closet.
I've already bought my first pair of boots this season. And football is on TV. Fall can officially begin!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Pass the remote
I remember vividly our first VCR. Our family never succumbed to the beta max craze, but my parents saved money for weeks to buy a $500+ video cassette recorder.
It was amazing. You could actually set it to record stuff when you weren't home. Imagine! And you could fast forward through commercials.
Fast forward 20 years and I don't know how I ever lived without my DVR. Not only does it record stuff when I'm not home, it does so without those annoying tapes. I can pause and rewind live TV, even when I'm not recording. I can watch something while recording two other things, and since I have two machines, it's actually possible to record four programs at once while watching a fifth one.
Sure, technology is awesome, but when it starts to control your life, perhaps you need counseling. I now have seven things I record on Monday night alone. When in the world can I watch all of that? Right now I'm stressed because I'm going out of town tomorrow until next Wednesday, and I need to watch what's on both of my DVRs so that there will be space to record all of the new stuff. Thankfully many shows are reruns next week.
Too. Much. Pressure.
It was amazing. You could actually set it to record stuff when you weren't home. Imagine! And you could fast forward through commercials.
Fast forward 20 years and I don't know how I ever lived without my DVR. Not only does it record stuff when I'm not home, it does so without those annoying tapes. I can pause and rewind live TV, even when I'm not recording. I can watch something while recording two other things, and since I have two machines, it's actually possible to record four programs at once while watching a fifth one.
Sure, technology is awesome, but when it starts to control your life, perhaps you need counseling. I now have seven things I record on Monday night alone. When in the world can I watch all of that? Right now I'm stressed because I'm going out of town tomorrow until next Wednesday, and I need to watch what's on both of my DVRs so that there will be space to record all of the new stuff. Thankfully many shows are reruns next week.
Too. Much. Pressure.
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