License to Unplug


Draughty windows, cracks in the walls, unreliable builders, and a to-do list so long it was tempting to throw it in the bin and forget all about it; yesterday I was a woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Always fidgeting with my iPhone, checking my emails, getting an update on the news, a quick look on Facebook and Twitter…hands-1167618_640

Retrieving the crumpled up to-do list from the waste bin and looking at the endless list of demands, reminders, requests, etc, I felt at once extremely sleepy and decided to take a short ‘power nap’ before getting on with my day. button-393841_640

I set my Power Nap app on my phone and lay down on my bed, but not long after I’d closed my eyes, the phone rang.

‘Hi Jenny, I was just checking up on you.’

‘I’m trying to sleep,’ I mumbled.

‘Sorry, sweet dreams. Bye.’

Ten minutes later, the phone rang again. This time, the person on the other end of the line wasn’t even human, but an automated voice reminding me that there was still time for me to make a claim following my recent car accident.

‘There was no accident, and I don’t even have a fucking car,’ I yelled and threw the phone on the bed.

There wasn’t going to be any power napping for me; that much was obvious unless I turned my phone off of course.

The problem with turning my phone off is that once I turn it on again, I’ll inevitably have a half-dozen phone messages from family and friends anxiously wondering if I’m ok.

mobile-phone-1093358_640This digital life of mine is exceedingly draining, though, and if I had the guts, I’d trade my iPhone in for a first generation Nokia phone that doesn’t do anything but make calls and send emoji-free text messages.

But do such phones even exist anymore?


Sadly, I am woefully dependent on my smartphone, and I’m not ready to give it up just yet.

To escape the digital world for a little while, I took my daughters to an art cafe earlier today, where we spent a few blissful hours painting ceramics as if there was no other care in the world. And the phone stayed put in my bag.





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