The Great TV Experiment: an update
What started as an experiment back in October 2005 has now become a way of life.
I no longer watch television.
None at all.
Nope, not a sausage.
The last thing I watched was a 'Review of the Year'-type quiz on Channel Four over Christmas. It was the only Christmas TV I watched and it was instantly forgettable.
Mr Meep and I were chatting the other day, and agreed that we couldn't imagine sitting on the sofa and staring at the TV any more. It seems like an alien concept. When I've been to friends'/family's houses and the TV is on, it seems so intrusive. Even if you're chatting and it's on in the background, you can't help looking at it or trying to tune in to what's being said.
We still have a TV as we're such film buffs, but unless we are watching a DVD, the TV stays switched off. It's such a simple thing - and not something that I thought I'd stick to - but it's really improved my quality of life.
I'd like to be able to tell you that I've done many amazing things since pressing the off switch, but I haven't. I've just enjoyed doing more of the simple things that I enjoy - more cooking, reading, talking, writing, drawing, walking. My lounge has become a place to chat, to browse newspapers and magazines, to drink tea, to listen to music, to stroke my cat, to play with my dog, to write, to play games, to do art.
I'm sleeping better, I feel more relaxed and - with the risk of sounding pretentious (not meant to) - I feel more fulfilled.
Go on, turn it off for a few weeks and see what happens.