But that was a long time ago, and I’ve made no comparable attempts since. I’m what you’d probably call a moderate TV-watcher, in the grand scheme of things. I watch about an hour or two on weeknights (a few prime-time shows here, a few old shows on Netflix there) and weekends vary from almost none, when I’m super busy, to literally 6 hours a day if I’m particularly slovenly/sick/hungover.
I don’t see my TV-watching as problem, necessarily. It’s a semi-social activity, as most of the time my husband watches with me, or friends or neighbors come over to watch Glee. Second of all, and I may sound like a whiny little shit when I say this, I feel like I deserve it. Most days I wake up early to do some ladyblogging before embarking on my NYC public transit/sensory overload commute, then spend 8 hours at a moderately taxing office job, only to come home, make dinner, probably blog some more, and goddamnit if I want to flop on the couch and watch The Tudors and not move or think about anything, I believe it is my right. (Worst sentence ever, sorry)
TV watching is by far the most passive leisure activity I have at my disposal (if there’s something more leisurely, please let me know; I’d love to try it). While I certainly abuse the privilege at times, I frequently turn to my old friend when I’m tired, stressed, or just want to turn off for a little while. Still, I’m fascinated (if a little horrified) by the thought of living life without TV. I encounter plenty of people like this all the time. My upstairs neighbors don’t have cable (they make do with Netflix) and I have a few friends and coworkers who have TV but just “don’t really watch it.”
It’s no mystery to me what would fill the void if I stopped watching television: reading. I still read quite a bit on the train on the way to work, and when I get sick of TV I’ll retreat into the bedroom to read for a while. It’s quiet, it’s absorbing, and it takes me away from my day-to-day life just as well as the TV does. Unless and until I felt that I was neglecting reading in favor of slack-jawed boob-tubing, I don’t think I’m ready to part with my TV time.
What about you, readers? Who watches TV? Who doesn’t? If you gave it up, what was it like?