My phone rang the other day. In fact, it rings a lot and I have it set to ring only two times before voicemail picks up. My husband jumped up, promptly tripped over the dog, and then got pretty upset. When I politely inquired why, he growled in frustration “The phone was ringing!” The more I thought about it, the more I realized that we have become a society that responds to the ringing telephone, the beep of new email, and the vibration meaning a new text message. I feel the need, nay the URGE , to respond instantly, as if I am the most important person in the world, or as if I might miss out on something world changing. So I did a little experiment. I went for a whole weekend without answering the phone or reading my email. 48 hours. 47 excruciating, unplugged hours. But here’s what I discovered in that last hour. Greeenbay won the Super bowl. My roses are already in bud. My dog still loves to play fetch. My teenager really does still need Mom. That fidgety anxious feeling went away and I had time. Real time, to recharge. I accomplished more on Monday morning that I thought possible. So I challenge you. Unplug. What will you discover?