I Didn’t Have a Computer Table For Two Weeks And It Was Surprisingly Enlightening
In a good way, I promise.
A bit more than a week ago, I posted about me replacing a closet and how it changed aspects of my life. When I replaced the closet in my room, I had to get my computer table out of it to make more space for a cabinet which held all of my books. Since that day, about two weeks ago, I remained without a table.
It has been rough but also surprisingly enlightening.
I Sat On The Floor a Lot
I’m a 235lbs man. Sitting on the floor is OK, but the real challenge was getting up. You’re probably asking yourself why I have been sitting on the floor in the first place. Well, because I didn’t have a table to sit by, I had to find another way to write. I wouldn’t just stop writing while I wait for a new table. So, I sat on the floor and put the computer on my bed so I could rest my arms while I write on my laptop. It was too noisy to write in the living room.
I hated it. But what can I say? I had no choice. I did find other places to write when I could, but sometimes you write at 11 PM, and you don’t want to do that outside of the house or somewhere noisy. So I used the floor exactly as I do now while writing these very words.
My joints hurt, and sometimes, my legs would fall asleep because of staying in the same position for a while. That would go away if I stood for a moment or took a breather from my computer.
At my lowest, I found myself saying that I can’t complain. Although I’m tableless, I still live in a house, have enough food to sustain me and a computer to expand my mind away from my immediate surroundings. A lot of people who are sitting every day on the floor are not so fortunate.
I Realized How Weak My Body Had Become
There was a time in my early twenties that I would have gone to the gym thrice a week even though it was thirty minutes away by bus. If I wasn’t going to the gym, I was waking up at 5.30 AM to do a short run around the neighborhood and then go and start my day.
Today, I weigh 235lbs. I become dizzy if I stand up too fast. I have a beer belly, and I’m padded almost everywhere in my lower body. I need to catch my breath if I’m going up the stairs or running, and tying my shoelaces has become so annoying that I usually try to buy shoes without laces.
I’ve become so weak. I was not paying attention to myself, well at least not whole-heartedly like I do when I don’t have anything to distract me.
I don’t want to be this way, and there is still time to reverse the wheel. Maybe it’s good I got a wake-up call now, instead of later when I would have had to deal with some disease that broke out.
When you have time to be yourself, or should I say, to be with yourself, you can find out a lot about who you have become. I’ve become a couch potato, and there’s no way around that.
I Went Through A Withdrawal From My PC
I used to come home almost every day, throw the bag somewhere and slump on my computer watching YouTube or playing something. During the first couple of days of not getting to the computer, I just sat on my bed looking at the new white closet and thought to myself: How am I going to spend my evening without a PC?
I do have my laptop, but my PC is my game station. All of my games are waiting there, not on my laptop, which probably can’t run half of them.
A few days later, I started filling the void with either writing or going over the stuff from the two cardboard boxes left in my room.
I still don’t use the PC. It’s in my mom’s room alongside my Playstation 4, TV and other stuff. I did rediscover my Nintendo 3DS again. I don’t play it every day but do enjoy it from time to time. I also rediscovered some of the books that replaced my computer table. It was inevitable.
And of course, I filled in the void with writing. I told myself I have enough time to write each evening even though I found myself finding other things to do.
After a while of actually spending my evenings doing something productive after work, I do realize how wasted my evenings were lately. I can’t dwell on the past. I can only step forward and make sure that the next evenings will be more productive.
My Sleep Suffered
The first night after getting my computer away from the room was standard. I was devastated from all the moving work that I fell asleep almost right away. It was the second night on that I started to understand something was wrong with me. I couldn’t fall asleep as usual. After some tossing and turning, I finally managed to sleep.
During the second night, I realized what was missing. I was so accustomed to falling asleep when the computer was on in my room that its fan has become an integral part of allowing me to fall asleep. Without it, I was having difficulty.
It finally disappeared after a few days, and I was relieved to return to healthy sleep. I’m not going to keep the computer on while sleeping anymore.
I’m still baffled by how I wasn’t even aware that this bonding with the sound of the fan had happened. It’s not the type of thing I would have expected to affect my sleep at all, but you learn something every day.
I Bought a New Table
And I don‘t know how I feel about that. Will the new table put me back into my old ways? Will I continue to slouch my evenings away? I certainly don’t think that’s wise.
I decided I would do things differently this time. The new table is white, pure. It is smaller than the large Mahogany table I used to have. It’s a modest table. I will not be able to fit all of my stuff in it. It’s time to through away some things.
I’m also curious about the change in color. All of the furniture in my room used to be of dark colors. Now everything will be white. I wonder how that will affect things, if at all.
The new table will allow me to put more focus on my writing. It’s a great way to prepare your surroundings for writing. I will not have stuff lying around the table anymore because there will not be enough space for them. I will have an area exactly for writing, right by my books.
It seems my furniture is bent on changing my life habits and mentality. It can be a great journey if only we’re open to learning from the experience.
Does furniture play such a prominent role in your life as well?