Facebook Once Removed

I have heard the expression about relatives 'once removed'. I have never quite understood that. When people mention that I politely nod my head as if I understand how that person fits down the line.
This past weekend I found out what it means to have Facebook 'once removed'. A person with a malicious and greedy heart hacked into my Facebook account and tried to get unsuspecting and trusting people to give them money - supposedly to help me get back from London where I was mugged and left without my wallet, credit cards and phone. A cyber criminal after me while I grieve.
So Facebook shut me down.
I was in Chicago to memorialize a wonderful man who died to avoid hitting an out-of-control driver who ended up on his side of the road. The last thing in the world that I could worry about was my account on the computer.
Oh don't get me wrong. I am in contact with many people on Facebook and have come to rely on it to retrieve messages. I would have probably even argued that I don't waste time on it. Until it was gone and I had extra time to do other things.
I didn't go on it for pleasure - often - but now that I don't have it back up yet I have more time for other things.
Last night I was wide awake at 3:00 a.m. Not unusual.
I worked at the computer for awhile and realized that I would have been chatting with someone if my account was open. I was so productive at that hour and crawled back into bed at 5:30, realizing that many times I had allowed Facebook to eat up many of my middle-of-the-night hours without accomplising much, anything.
So sad that Facebook is closed; looking forward to getting it back, thankful that I got this lesson and that I will give that social networking tool only the time that it deserves and get the sleep that I crave. A lesson that is very inconvenient (which ones aren't?) but well learned!
Facebook 'once removed', lessons once learned!