Sometimes, I think to myself that I really ought to have been a scientist.
I came near to being a scientist when I was a psychology major. I sometimes wonder if I’ve lost my path in becoming a business major.
I will never not do experiments. I am always experimenting in my own life: looking for better ways to do things, testing “what-ifs.” My current experiment involves Facebook, which I wrote my feelings about in some detail in a recent post.
I have been off, or at least mostly off, Facebook since Sunday. Last week, I kept track of the amount of time I spent on Facebook in the evenings, at least as best as I could. Here are the results of my control week:
I apparently forgot to record my end time for the 20th. -.- As you can see, the amount of time I spend on Facebook is probably much less than what other people do, but if the only “free” time I have in my life is in the evenings, do I really want to spend it on Facebook?
That’s part of the point of this experiment. I’m an INFJ, so really, the point is about thirty points. I have multiple reasons/justifications for pretty much everything I do.
I want to see how and if I use my time more constructively, and if I feel better over all. I think in a way, Facebook contributes to my melancholy.
I’m also in a mental fog right now, and I have a feeling I could be getting very sick soon, like tomorrow soon. Hopefully not, but today is not good feeling.
Back to my FB experiment. I find myself compulsively going to my phone to check FB every time I’m out somewhere and not busy, and I have to catch myself. I have allowed myself several times to simply login and see if I have any messages, and I used it tonight to view the about page for National Geographic for an assignment. But, I have not scrolled through my newsfeed or checked my 101ish notifications.
So far, I’ve spent a lot more time on Pinterest. I’m not sure how much better that is. I think I have about the same amount of homework done.
As far as my motivation, it’s meh. But I’ve realized that part of my scatter-brainedness at work has come from not making a list of things I need to do. I sometimes seriously wonder if I have adhd, because I can have a very difficult time focusing. A list keeps me visually and mentally grounded, and helps me remember things. It is definitely important that I do that, especially when I have a lot to do and am not feeling well, or feeling discouraged (or both, like today).
I think I will end this here. I am going to try to get several hours more sleep than usual tonight.
Here’s a picture of a parakeet in a hat. Parakeets are amazing.