Where is your cell phone right now? If you’re working, creating, or relaxing, it shouldn’t be nearby unless you actually need it. I’m writing my May 2nd blog, so my phone is in the family room—out of sight, out of mind, and no interruptions.

Your cell phone is a distraction. Period. It robs you of your focus. How often do you think about it, even if it’s not currently ringing or pinging for your attention? Maybe I should check it right now, right? Do you pick it up to see if anyone has texted you? Ah, now it has your full attention. So, you turn it over and put it down. Damn, you’ve lost your train of thought. The sad thing is, how many times during the day does this occur? Add all those up, and you’ll soon discover how much time you’ve lost. You’re trying to multitask, and guess what? It doesn’t work.

I’m a patient woman, giving things more than their fair shake. However, today was the day I snapped. “That’s it. You’re outta here,” I declared, and I pulled the plug as the patient lie comatose. Yup, this was the day the Epson was euthanized. So let me tell you the story…

Several months ago, I watched Rick Beato’s breakdown of The Beatles, She’s Leaving Home, and as always enjoyed the specific points that made him love the song, whether it was the chord progressions or the use of notes not in the chord (passing notes). Then tonight I happened to run across Virgin Rock’s reaction to the same song. While praising Rick’s video and his thoughts on the composition, she stressed different reasons that made the song memorable for her.

Recently there’s been a rash of newspaper columnists leaving major corporations, such as the New York Times and the Washington Post. The reason for the mass exodus? As Paul Krugman states (formerly of the NYT), “I left to stay true to my byline.” It’s what happens when opinion writers are no longer able to speak their mind but are instead controlled and overruled by a set of editors and the mindset of their owners.

Seems too many people let themselves get perturbed by things they can’t control. Some even worry themselves to death or at least give themselves ulcers in the interim. But just as Dr. K states above, in one of his many Guides to Mental Health, we let the things we can’t control, control the things WE CAN CONTROL.