Isn't it funny what we become attached to?
I'm on the cusp of getting rid of my landline and broadband, and I have discovered that I am attached to my phone number!
It's a very nice phone number and I've had it for 22 years... it's memorable, I like its shape and it has some of my favourite colours in it. And it feels like home. Hmmm...
The reason I'm doing this is because my contract is up, I don't want to be tied into another 18 months of fixed payments and I can use my mobile phone as a hotspot instead. This should save me money and make me more conscious of my data usage and screen time because I will have to connect to it every time I want to go online. As an added bonus it will make me fitter as the best place in my house for a 4g signal is the landing windowsill, so I'll have to nip up there every time I want to activate the hotspot or answer the phone!
I realise this sounds like I'm choosing hardship over convenience (and for not a huge amount of financial gain), but I think what I'm attracted to is freedom... And I'm wondering if the absence of an 'always on' connection to the internet will mean fewer distractions and more connection to right here, right now.
We'll see. It's an experiment.
In the meantime I will work on letting go of my phone number!
Right here, right now is an amazing abundance of daisies.