How a Day Without My Cell Phone Helped Me Loosen My Grip on the Device

Last week when I dropped my cell phone face-down on cement, I picked it up and cringed, then whimpered. The screen was smashed to smithereens. This meant that not only would I have to pay to replace the screen, but I would also be without my beloved cell phone for awhile. That's when panic set in. For one thing, I didn't have anybody's phone numbers memorized--not even my dad's. Interestingly, I could still recall the time and temperature number I dialed repeatedly as a youth, but all other digits had left my brain. But phone calls were just part of it. Without my iPhone, how could I ask Siri the name of the song playing on the radio? How would I know the very second an e-mail landed in my inbox or a notification came through on Facebook? How would I search the web for information I didn't really need? My husband Eric offered to take my phone to the Apple store, leaving me cell-free for only one day. I sent a final text before handing my phone to Eric. It was like ingesting that last delectable bite of chocolate cake before the diet commences. Clearly, I had joined the ranks of nomophobics--those who are fearful of being separated from their mobile phones. It was strange walking out the door to take my son to preschool without that familiar rectangular device wedged in my pants pocket. And yes, I experienced the phantom vibration on my thigh multiple times that morning. But as the day went on, I started to enjoy my cell-free experience, and here are a few reasons why...
Source: Healthy Living - The Huffington Post - Category: Consumer Health News Source Type: news