Ian was in Toronto for the film festival (TIFF) last week and I was in a funk. There have been lots of changes in our household and for the first time in my life my anxiety left me completely numb. So Ian came to the rescue: a last-minute cheap flight for me to join him. It was the perfect fix.
Or at least it seemed to be.
Until I forgot that Toronto was a foreign country* and my phone didn’t have an international plan. After a few painful conversations with Verizon, I gave up on trying to fix it. I opted instead, to go without a phone. It didn’t seem so bad until I realized everything that went with my smartphone; email, text, WordPress, Facebook, Google, pretty much everything I need to live short of oxygen.
Lecture me all day about the beauty and simplicity of being able to “unplug” but I’ll tell you complete withdrawal for 3 days was not the recipe for happiness; all it did was increase my feeling of isolation and pushed me farther into a funk.
So I did something crazy. You know how they say idle hands are the devil’s workshop? Well, he was feeling arts and crafty with a bottle of Manic Panic hair dye on this day.
What do you think? Am I having a mid-life crisis? Or just a normal FU reaction to leaving the corporate world?
* I didn’t actually forget Canada was another country, I did in fact bring my US Passport. It just sounds funnier this way.