Well. It happened. My phone died. It just stopped charging and died.
An incredibly inconvenient occurrence for someone who manages digital media, by the way. But it happened and I somehow managed to survive. And surprise, surprise! I learned a coupla things.
Except my phone that is. I'm ashamed to admit how much I spiraled when I realized that my phone went kaput. It was a Saturday night when it wouldn't charge and Sunday morning when I truly realized how dead it was and how much of a lurch I was in. You see, that Sunday I was set to be out of town all day for a wedding and the following day, my husband came home from his deployment (more on that for a future blog post!). Zero time to troubleshoot. I accepted the inevitable, sent an email to my completely understanding clients, and relied on the kindness of friends and family to take much needed photos of the wedding and the homecoming. And you know what? It was fine. When I got home each day, of course there were quite a few emails and iMessages on my MacBook, but nothing was urgent. Anything that needed to be addressed quickly, somehow managed to get to me just in time. Funny how that works.
Everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) is always on their phone.
It probably seems like an obvious one, but when you don't have a phone, what else are you supposed to do? You people watch. And man, y'all are hooked to that screen (I am included in that sentiment, of course). At meals, at weddings, at the airport, at the grocery store, in the car, everywhere, and every chance we get. Do yourself a favor and look up every once in awhile, if only for the pure shock of actually seeing it. What world we live in.
Something or somebody was trying to tell me something.
I already mentioned what consisted of the two days that I was unplugged. A dear friend's wedding (that I had the pleasure of creating signage and printed pieces for) and my husband coming home from deployment. Call it God, call it fate, call it whatever. The world was giving me a sign that I needed to be present and unplugged. And you know what? I took that sign and listened. Once I decided I wouldn't be able to work on getting a new phone until Tuesday, the stress started to melt away. I was able to enjoy these important moments that I will never have the chance to experience again. (It's hard to duplicate the first look of your high school best friend walking down the aisle and the sound of your son shouting "daddy" for the first time in six months.)
Social media can be forgiving.
It will almost be a week since I posted on my business's main Instagram feed. I've gotten a few stories up on IG and a couple of posts shared on Facebook, buuuut ya girl's content calendar was thrown out the window until today. This goes against everything that I preach to my social media clients, but you know what? I didn't lose many followers at all. In fact, for whatever reason, I gained a few here and there. The true lesson learned here is to practice some transparency. I just hopped on IG stories, said what was happening, followed up on it once or twice and that was it.
Have. A. Backup. Plan.
Beyond the fact that I own a business and having a phone for said business is obviously important, I'm also a mom. And it's just downright irresponsible to not have a phone on me when my kid goes to school. So, while it was always a "I'll get that done at some point" kind of to-do list item, I finally bit the bullet and got a second phone. One for work. One for play(/family/my kid). Yea. I'm that person now. With two phones. Writing a blog about unplugging. The irony is not lost on me, dear reader.
So, what now? Where do I go from here? Scheduled unplugged weekends? Maybe. (Hahahaha.)
More like... acknowledging a gained awareness that is incredibly humbling. I plan to make a concerted effort to unplug when I can (and when I should), even if it's a few moments in the day. I hope to take note of the opportunities to truly be present and to plan to be. But more than anything, I plan to never take for granted this technology that, ultimately, connects us.
For better or for worse.
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