Is that a real term? My family thinks so. My husband is working on convincing me that having all our features (phone, internet, email, texting) on one phone it would save money and open up a whole, new, perfect (sense the sarcasm on my part YET?) world.
Um, yeah. He is bringing home phones to try out which one clicks with me. Technology advances our lives in good ways, I can’t argue that. I am old school though. I enjoy paper and pencil. I am intrigued and even properly awestruck by some of the things he does with his phone.
THe problem lies with my inability to focus on any directions he gives to use them; my eyes glaze and I get a twitch in my neck. I am intimidated by the latest and greatest, much to his frustration. Yes it is true, I am behind the times. And I am fine with it. I would enjoy texting my younger family relatives, knowing that is their method of choice. It would be handy to text my daughter and ask where she is as I sit freezing in the car outside to pick her up. I’d love to see the weather at any moment, from anywhere and read Amazon book reviews right on my phone at the store. Even knowing I’d love using the technology, it is not enough to make me want to learn it. There, I said it. Ask me next month how that goes. I felt sort of inferior and ninkumpoopky until I accepted that I am designed to other things quite well that perhaps techies can’t. We all have a gift and until I come to the other side I will just continue in the “old ways”. I will use pencil and paper, even a stamp to mail something in the “old-fashioned” mailbox until texting comes to be my mode via something akin to “textmosis”