I was listening to an explanation recently about why I am not able to access the server and it involved computer terms and technology and ransomware deciphering codes blah blah blah blah…

I was looking at a transcript that looked like a foreign language.

I was trying to follow the conversation between oncologist and nurse regarding steps going forward.

All I wanted to do was make the white DirecTV remote work on the new TV instead of using the black remote that came with the TV. The simple steps didn’t work the first time or the fifth time, for that matter.

And don’t get me started with AppleTV and Airplay and surround sound and receivers and modems and wireless access and setboxes. (HEAVY sigh.)

I had to ask forgiveness for speaking to tech support Jack and tech support Jill from India with complete and utter exasperation and aggravation.

Alexa is not really my friend these days, either. She’s like the bully at school that acts like your friend all nicey-nice and then doesn’t pick you to be on her team for Red Rover.

The more I tangle with technology, the older I feel.

It doesn’t help that I have never been a friend of technology. My high school students had to do all the sound set-up when it was necessary to use it. It is why I preferred to teach my students to PROJECT their voices, and one reason why I preferred an actual piano, NEVER one that had to be plugged in.

Mares, eat, oats, and, does, eat, oats, and, little, lambs, eat, ivy. THAT’s my technology speed.

I am grateful for good old fashioned books.

I am grateful for “press the power button.”

I am grateful for nice high school boys who come over to the house and don’t laugh too hard but just make it turn on and work.

And I am grateful for all the things that do not have to be plugged in.

This could become a thing: