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So, what is this strange thing you call facebook?

I put it off as long as I could.

I knew the potential dangers of having a page on Facebook. I knew there would be countless hours wasted, kind of like those spent playing the solitaire game on my phone. Hours I can never get back.

My husband actually set it up for me, finding a dorky picture to post and there you go I already had ten friends. But I really had no idea I was entering a new world. I expected to share warm fuzzy messages with my “friends.”

But I have actually reconnected with people I have not seen for decades. I get to glimpse into their lives, seeing pictures of their most recent vacations, the children I never knew were born. I’m horrible at mailing letters or packages (you know the ones that actually take stamps) and suddenly I can instantly connect with people I probably never would have seen again in my life.

Ok I sound a bit dramatic about this whole facebook phenomenon, but I can’t help it. I get to know at any given moment what my friends are doing from shoveling snow to reading a book. Almost too much for my mind to handle.

And just when I thought I could handle the facebook experience I saw my first boyfriend. There he was, a random comment on a musician’s page. Could that be him? I must look. There he was with his wife and three kids looking happy and successful. (of course people don’t post unhappy pictures) He really did look good. And I was happy to see that. It was a bittersweet moment, he was my first love after all.

Well I must learn to control this new addiction called facebook and get back to writing. And I’m not the only one… career advice, don’t choose facebook over your job.

What could you do on facebook for four hours a day? Hey do they have solitare?