Or, How Breaking Up With Facebook Boosted My Resolve.
I’ve been struggling with my feelings about Facebook for quite a while. On the one hand, it’s a great way to stay in touch with people. Especially those people that I’m interested in but unlikely to see anytime soon. And theoretically it’s good for business.
On the other - well, the reasons for me to dislike the giant are legion. I will not subject you to a treatise on why I think Facebook is the new Galactic Empire, but I will direct you to both an article and an opinion piece from the venerable New York Times, should you be interested.
So there I was, on the horns of a dilemma. I finally bit the bullet one day in December; I just couldn’t stand to live outside of my values anymore. So I pulled the plug, and… Nothing. Nothing! I do not miss Facebook in the least. I do not believe that my business will suffer at all.
This decision has brought me peace. And not for the reason that quitting social media is supposed to help your state of mind: saving time, lessening FOMO or the sense that everyone else is doing everything else better. But because I finally MADE THE DECISION.
Sometimes I really struggle with choices. We know that having too many options can lead to paralysis, and I would argue that having too many decisions to make has the same effect. As a single parent and homeowner, I have to make a LOT of decisions. Sometimes by the end of the day knowing that I still have to choose the dinner menu makes me want to throw in the towel. And this Facebook situation, while hardly life or death, was weighing on me. Then I got off the fence, and the angst disappeared. Which reminded me that often the agony of choosing is worse than the outcome of the choice.
So I made up my mind, and hardened my resolve. What, you may ask, does this have to do with home organization? Having put this particular quandary to rest, I started looking at my house with a critical eye, rather than ignoring the growing level of disorganization. I realized that organizing and decluttering depend on our willingness to make choices, and I had shut off the decision-making part of my psyche. Some household choices are hard and some are simple, but there a lot of them and we have to face them with energy and a firmness of purpose. At some point we just have to commit to doing something. Getting this one dilemma solved somehow got me back on track and reminded me that it’s the journey, stupid.
If you are struggling with disorganization, I encourage you to flex your decision-making muscle. Don’t worry about making the RIGHT move; just make a move. You are unlikely to ruin your life, whatever you decide. I’m telling you to Stop Worrying About The Outcome. The outcome doesn’t matter. What matters is moving forward.
Lots of people like choosing a word of the year. I usually forget mine by mid-February, but I like the exercise. In light of what I’ve just told you, and considering the number of great ideas I have every day but rarely bring to fruition, I’ve chosen EXECUTE as my word of the day. Or month. Or whatever. Not as catchy as Just Do It, perhaps, but full of resolution.