Now, job hunting for a place in a nursing home.
Today is Ash Wednesday, and I'm in a Lenten mood:
The time is now to clear the clutter! as Isaiah says.
Or, like Loretta's mother in Moonstruck, maybe the time is now to ask,
"What the hell happened to you?"
Yesterday I realized that resentment has been gunking-up my mood lately, and that "what happened" to me is Facebook. The amount of mean-spirited (or maybe just small-minded) comments carelessly tossed about on FB surprises and disturbs me, but I can't seem to moderate my intake.
FB has become, for me, the equivalent of the La Brea Tar Pits.
La Brea Tar Pits, Los Angeles, CA," by Leslie Hancock]
So, without really thinking of Lent (until afterward), I deactivated my account.
(I don't know if you even can delete your account totally--"deactivate" is the best I could find, for now.)
And confirmed that I intend to keep blogging instead: