I have to remind myself upon occasion that being at the computer does not necessarily mean I’m also being effective. I’ve had this uncomfortable realization lately that after a certain amount of time that really, I’ve just become a lab rat, pressing a lever for my pellet. Entertain me. Click. Tell me something. Click. Do something interesting. Click. Has this got news? Click. Any useless information? Click. Have you at least got a joke? Click. (Repeat ad nauseum.)
It’s also a bit like weight lifting. Once you’ve burned out your muscles, (or ‘worked the muscle to failure,’ in gym-speak) you get no additional benefit from more repetitions. More reps will just put you in danger of injury. And at times, I’m at risk of Click-itis.
I don’t think it’s an accident that that clicky device is called a mouse.
I’m re-naming my mouse ‘lab rat’ just to remind myself I need to step away from the computer unless I know what I’m there to do.
And on that note, I think I’ve made my point, so it’s time to hit publish and clear out of here.