The last time I turned my TV on was last Monday.
When I turned it off that night, I didn’t necessarily plan on not turning it on again, but when I got home from work on Tuesday I found myself dreading the vapid NFL draft analysis, ubiquitous re-runs, and stale reality shows I’d be met with if I decided to turn it back on.
So I left it off Tuesday night.
Then Wednesday night as well.
Then on Thursday night too, at which point I had become so enthralled with my no-TV life that at 10:30 pm I attempted to call Time Warner to cancel my cable TV package altogether. (Unfortunately they were closed by then, so I completed the task Friday morning.)
Then this weekend, a memorable one thanks to some great guests who were in town, was totally TV free.
And it was awesome.
Here is a smorgasbord of reasons why I’m so thoroughly enjoying living without TV…and why I may never go back.