I’ve just returned from a break from Facebook.
I was away for almost a month and it was nice and relaxing however I felt like the social leper that’s never invited to parties.
I gave myself a break because I was sick of racist, ignorant comments on my timeline following the Woolwich attack. I was sick of people re-posting pictures of poorly animals. But most of all I was sick of boring bastards posting attention seeking posts.
The OH isn’t on FB, he’s only just joined Instagram. He threw a whole barrage of questions at me today that I couldn’t answer because my FB account was closed. I feel a bit too much out of the loop so decided that re-activating my account would be cheaper than getting in touch with everyone individually. Plus we miss what our Dutch/Greek/American/Australian buddies are all up to.
So the account is open once again and taking full advantage of a night in on my own to cull everyone who isn’t an actual friend.
Thanks for reading
Mummy over and out