Shrove Tuesday

For a lot of reasons I'm going all in on the 40 days.

Used to be, giving things up for Lent meant I'd suspend consumption of some things that were bad for me.  Say, desserts.  And I'd backslide a lot.

My Mom had a wonderfully tailored approach.  She'd give up smoking in the car.

But I've had friends point out that there is supposed to be an element of sacrifice here, not just an excuse to diet or self-improve.  And I agree with that, especially today, right now.  The events, the changes, the risks, the choices keep flying at me from all directions and I need to focus, hunker down, and figure out how to balance out the reality of 60 years under my belt.  And use the mechanic of giving up something that matters.

So I'm going to give up the Internet.

Like Mom, tailored:  still there for emails, legal research, reservations, and driving directions.  But not news, blogs, Wikipedia, or the links people send along.  And not Strays.

Back on Easter Sunday, hunting eggs.