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15 days: my iphone withdrawal story

15 days, that’s one day more than two weeks. That’s how long I haven’t had a smart phone at my immediate disposal. That’s actually how long I haven’t had a phone of any kind easily at hand. 

These days there are a lot of articles about phone addiction, the dangers of extended screen time, or even this one about decreased mental capacity while in close proximity to a smart phone. I haven’t done any empirical studies on how smartphone use personally affects me, but it’s definitely safe to say I am affected. 

First, there occurred a mishap that led to my iPhone being submerged in water for an extended amount of time. No, I do not have the 7, so yes, that was the end of that. Not that I would believe it at first. My very first response was to envelop my phone in a bag of rice for over 48h. Because diligent Googling said that was the ideal amount of time. 

These first 48 hours were no walk in the park. I constantly felt like I was forgetting something whenever I was leaving home, or a friend’s place – wherever I was really. That feeling of “something is missing” was not a comfortable one. Even when I assured myself that it was my phone, and that I didn’t have it with me. 


I didn’t let the fact that my phone was drying out in a bag of rice stop me from uploading to Instagram or scrolling through Facebook. Most importantly I didn’t let it stop me from taking pictures. (I have over 6,000 pictures on my phone pretty much at all times, and yes, I back up regularly to the cloud and harddrives – don’t cry for me Argentina). My addiction to technology is deeply ingraned. I borrowed my wife’s phone often and brought my SDLR around with me in a way usually only reserved for tourists. 

Day three was test day. Finally I would find out if my phone would turn on or not. If my phone would be saved. Turn on it did not. I despaired. I cleaned it out diligently and charged it. Thinking that maybe, just maybe it was completely drained of battery, and needed a charge. 

Days four and five I wrestled with the thought of life without a phone. If it was truly gone I would need to replace it. At some point at least. But maybe – just maybe, I bargained with myself, I could make it all summer without a phone and wait it out for the 8 (or X or whatever Apple decides to name their next smartphone). Why spend the money on an old model now when I can buy the newest version in a few short months? Can I really make it three months without a phone? I could. Right? Or I could buy the 7. That one is waterproof. But why spend that money when a newer better version will soon(ish) be available? Can I make it? I can. Right? How long could I delay my reward? I was torn.

Day six, life. Much to my surprise my iPhone blinked blue on the sixth day. All the buttons were functional, and I could turn it off and on using them. However, the touchscreen was unresponsive. This meant a trip down to the nearest fast phone fix it locale to see if there was anything to be done. One tense afternoon and one phone call to aforementioned wife, lead to the news that the repair costs would equal phone replacement costs. Day six continued: contact with Apple Support, which in alignment with my recently completed survey I am highly likely to recommend to a friend, colleague or blog reader. (In the name of honesty: I added the last category). They helped me with exactly what I needed and gave me an estimate on fixing or replacing my phone, which would result in a functional phone guaranteed to be returned to me. The right decision was ade clear to me: send it in.

The weekend following day six was a three day holiday weekend in Sweden (Midsummer – see previous posts 1, 2, and 3 for more information on that). So it wasn’t until the tenth day that my phone was to be picked up. Alas, UPS could not enter our condo building so the successful pick up occurred on the eleventh day. When I kept our kitchen window ajar and listened for truck noises all morning – and promptly ran out with my decrepit phone when I saw a large brown truck from my bird’s eye view. 

Since then Apple has been assessing my phone and determining that a replacement product is to be returned to me. Bringing us to the present day: day fifteen. Mail is not delivered on weekends in Sweden, so we shall see what happens on day seventeen. 

Maybe my newfound freedom from mobile phones will mark the beginning of a less phone-dependent, more present in the moment period of my life. Or maybe like any true addict I will be back at it as before exactly when the opportunity presents itself. I’m shooting for the former. 

After my initial panic of being without a phone for an extended period of time, later bargaining with myself about how long I could make it without a phone, I’ve now been able to enjoy these past days without a phone. It’s been nice. It’s one less thing to think about. One less thing to remember to have with me. One less thing to distract me from the matter at hand. I think I’ll take a phone vacation every now and again. It’s been nice.

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book of december: choose your own autobiography 

Here we go! Last book of the month for 2016! 


Neil Patrick Harris is one funny guy. One should probably deduce this purely by reading the title, I mean how awesomely hilarious is a Choose Your Own Autobiography book?! As I am want to do with funny funny people, I listened to the audiobook version of this work. Now, I never did see Doogie Howser, but after listening to the book I feel like I did. I did see all of the HIMYM episodes, so I knew going in that this book would be LEGENDARY. 

After listening to the audio book, and chuckling quite often in public, I checked out the in print version in order to get all of NPH’s drink recipes (like: How I Wet Your Mother). WORTH IT! Definitely give this a read!


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book of june: tumbling turner sisters

My most favorite author whom I’ve ever babysat for has done it again! As I’m sure you recall one of Juliette Fay’s previous books, The Shortest Way Home,  has also been featured on the blog, and as her newest novel was released this month I just had to give it a read!

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Now I don’t know if it’s my poor memory, but this book seemed funnier than the others! Who knew Mrs. Fay had such witty sentence composition, such as:

“At thirteen, a girl just isn’t prepared for the kind of unfairness this world is ready to hand out every single day of the week.”

and

“Everyone likes to think they might be appealing to someone, somewhere, and hopes that person has all of his mental faculties, most of his teeth, and might even be kind and lovable, too.”

and

“Like a bag full of cats, the idea of marriage never seemed to keep a permanent shape, so I was wary to go blindly down the aisle to my possible doom.”

Going into this I had no idea how funny it would be. I’m not sure if it’s because of our employer/employee relationship, or the fact that we mostly discussed bedtime routines, massive LEGO projects and any bowel movement or small injury that may have occurred that evening…I just hadn’t realized how funny Juliette Fay is until now.

I’ve always really liked historical fiction, though I forget that I like it. So it was a wonderful surprise how much I enjoyed this book. Seeing as I was a little skeptical about the historical fiction thing going in. (See previous comment about how forgetful I am).

Like I said, Juliette Fay has done it again, definitely read this book! I won’t tell you who my favorite sister is, you’ll have to decide that on your own, and when you do feel free to comment below.

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book of march: modern romance

So many people I know were reading this book last summer, I just had to give it a go. And I am sure glad I did.

  
As per my usual I listened to the audiobook version, because Aziz is a funny guy and funny people are funny to listen to. I even noticed some parallels between this funny guy and other funny people. For example he opened his book, like Sarah Silverman, wondering what the listeners would be doing upon listening. Aziz painted a lovely picture of his listener being curled up in bed, enjoying a cup of tea by the fire. Sarah bet on pooping. I’m not saying one or the other is better…but I feel I should say for the record I’m in the first category.

From Aziz I learned that In the 30’s and 40’s people would go as far as they had to to find a mate, but no farther. The “girl/boy nextdoor” is a real thing, and many people clearly loved the ones they’re with already. What I took away from this is that I must have been terrible at finding a mate since I had to go all the way to Sweden to find her.

I also learned that average age of first marriage is 27 for women and 29 for men, and 30 for men and women in big cities. So, again, I follow none of the norms. To be fai Aziz admits to focusing on heterosexual relationships in his book, so I guess I just don’t fit in here. Joking aside I do think there is a lot of fun stuff to take away from the book. But I’m not going to tell you any more about it, you’ll have to just go read it for yourself. 

I will say that there are robots and scientific studies in the book. If that doesn’t pique your interest I don’t know what you’re even doing here.


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four blogging years

Can you believe this?! Four years ago in January I started this little corner of the internet, and my have we come a long way.

4 years of blogging

I’ve posted 285 times. This post you’re reading now is the two hundred and eighty fifth time I have composed word followed by word to send out into the interwebs.

I have uploaded 796 pictures/collages and y’all have viewed my little blog 11,794 times.

Sunday at 9:00pm is my most popular day and time. I should probably start posting every Sunday, eh?

My top three visited posts/pages (aside from the home page) are:

  1. 25 before 25, published March 21st, 2012
  2. 5 years, published November 1st, 2013
  3. Book of December: James Potter, published December 31st, 2012

The top five countries who view my blog the most are:

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  2. Sweden FullSizeRender (6)
  3. France FullSizeRender (8)
  4. Germany FullSizeRender (7)
  5. Canada FullSizeRender (5)

I want to say: Thank you! Tack så mycket! Merci! Dankeshön! And once again thank you! Without you my lovely readers this blog would be nothing.

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thirteen. own the complete ten seasons of friends

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Now, really this is also a pretty easy one. All that is required of me is to make a purchase. Or 10 purchases, as I ended up doing. I purchased each season individually, over time. You know, as not to break the bank.

I completed this task long before I wrote about it, but I did write about it at least. (This cannot be said for many things.) Friends is truly one of my all time favorite television shows, and I am glad to own the seasons. I was a little bummed to find Friends on Netflix, because then I can just watch them all whenever I want to anyway, but it does mean more to own the physical copies. In my world anyway.

Getting Evelina to watch the complete series is still a pending goal.

Wish me luck.

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friends – not the real ones, the television ones

I did it! Finally time to check lucky number 13 off my 25 before 25 list!

That’s right, I officially own all 10 seasons of Friends.

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My next task is to get Evelina to watch all of them with me. I’m not completely sure why she has sugh a huge aversion to the fabulous and acclaimed TV show, but she does. I’ll have to try my darndest to get her to watch with me.

I might have to get her drunk first.

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