Seriously, what did I do before Netflix? Probably had an actual life. Maybe I took walks outside or cooked more or actually went to bed at a decent hour. Those days are behind me though. Nowadays, it’s all about Netflix. It’s a surprise that I even have time to blog anymore.
It all started when my co-workers got me an Apple TV for my birthday. I no longer had to sit uncomfortably to watch Netflix on my computer; I could lay in my bed and watch it on my TV. Then Jon told me that I could use his account, and he made me my own little sub-account on his account, meaning I could rate movies so Netflix could give me better recommendations, and more importantly, I could create “My List” of movies and TV shows that I wanted to watch. It’s become an addicting habit. Not one that I’m proud of, but also not one that I’m willing to give up.
The Negative(ish) Effects of Netflix
I mean, can Netflix ever reallllly be a bad thing?
|Casual pic of me dressed as a Ravenclaw.|
Sleep? Not tonight. It’s gotten to the point where I’d rather watch “just one more episode” of a show rather than get a full eight hours of sleep at night. I’m lucky if I make it to bed by midnight. Netflix has become a part of my night routine.
What social life? Oh, you want to go out and have drinks? Sorry, I’d rather lie in bed with Netflix and sip on some wine by myself.
Just stressed. If I’m watching a really stressful show like Scandal or The Secret Circle, I get stressed out at work thinking about what’s going to happen next. The stress is elevated when no one I know watches the show (or has even heard of it), so I can’t talk to anyone about why I’m stressed out. It’s a problem.
Anger. When I’m through watching a Netflix show, I usually get a little upset. Why? 1) Either the show is still airing new episodes, meaning that I either have to wait for the current season to be on Netflix or I have to catch up on the current season and then wait a week (or more) between each episode. Or 2) the show got canceled meaning there is no real ending to the TV show. Truly tragic.
Overall laziness. All I do is lie in bed and watch Netflix. Oh, and sometimes I blog.
The Positive Effects of Netflix
|Just to give you a visual of what I usually look like while watching Netflix. Oh and there’s my roommate’s dog.|
More puppy cuddling. Molly loves to cuddle. She doesn’t like to play with toys or anything like that. Netflix is the perfect activity for both of us to enjoy together. I get to watch a ton of TV, and she gets to cuddle with me. Win-win.
Always comfy. Since I’m always in bed watching Netflix, that means that I’m always comfortable and warm under my blankets. The only bad thing is having to get up to do inconvenient things such as figuring out what to eat for dinner and using the potty.
Discovery. There are so many shows and movies on Netflix that I never would have heard of, let alone watched, if it wasn’t for Netflix. I usually don’t go out seeking things to watch, and now that I have Netflix at my fingertips, all of the things that I could potentially be interested in watching come straight to me.
This post may seem like the bad outweighs the good, but in all actuality, that’s so not true. I think all of the positive effects should count as two. Actually puppy cuddling should count as three, because, I mean, look at this face:
I would have come up with more things for the positive effects, but I think I’m going to go watch Netflix instead.