Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Quiet in the House

Our family was chosen to do Arbitron ratings for a week. This is like the Nielson ratings for television, except this is for radio. There is pay. Not much, but something. Aiding in the decision to do this was what I read on the internet: apparently they'll pester you to no end if you ignore their requests to participate. As is, we agreed, and have only had to put up with a couple of phone call reminders through the week: "Are you being sure to fill out your listening diaries?" and snail-mail reminders which came with dollar bills inside.

Initially, I liked the idea of being able to report that I (and the boys) love to listen to Charlie and Mark (who is, by the way, hosting Rush's show again today) and Issues Etc. But I'm noticing this week how much I've become used to QUIET. I don't normally turn on the radio in the car unless Gary or Andrew is with me and wants to catch a little current events. Whereas we used to play music or listen to talk radio for much of the day, now it's completely overwhelming to have the radio on for more than 3-4 hours, and I'd prefer to keep the radio off for all but an hour or less.

Is this a sign of getting old?


  1. Really? I'm the exact opposite. It's never ever quiet in our home, except when we go to sleep. I wonder why that is. I have had an under-the-counter radio/CD player mounted in the kitchen for a couple years, and I love it. It helps take my mind off of doing dishes, something that I loathe. I also feel really strange if it's quiet in the car.

  2. I used to be like that too, Meghan. Kiddie music on for the kids, or music of my choosing, or radio shows. But something changed about 10 or 15 years ago, and I've just been craving quietness more and more. I feel like a crabby old fart.