Yesterday I made some decisions. I decided to be rich and happy along with a host of other things. You know, the usual fall-out from a mid-life crisis. 
Continuing in the same vein today, I decided to get rid of my feedreader.
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I reckon I can probably do without it, but even if I can’t I’m just going to tough it out.
My feedreader has become the easiest way for me to procrastinate when there’s something else more important to be done. I convince myself that keeping on top of my feedreader is important, when in truth it really isn’t important at all.
I’ve also noticed recently that I tend to go to the reader when I’m feeling a little bit stressed i.e. when the kids are pushing the boundaries. And I have absolutely no idea how this habit came to be an emotional support. That’s just crazy.
As a result of cutting the reader I’ve had a much more enjoyable day so far – and I achieved a lot more.
My wife is out today and I’ve got all four kids and the two dogs. We’ve been for a walk in the woods, we took the boys to get haircuts, we went shopping for a birthday cake, we went to the park to play on the swings and slides, and at lunchtime we picked up some junk food at the drive-through.
We’ve had a really nice morning.
I found it too easy to spend an hour in my feed reader every day but now that I’ve cut it out, I’ve found time to do the things that really make a difference.
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