Now, when I tell you I'm a tech idiot, you have to trust me on this. I have embarrassing examples I'll share just to prove it. When we were first married and I was home with the babies, he brought home a computer for me so I'd be more connected with the world. I didn't know anything except that it was plugged in and I really wanted to type something. After studying the monstrosity and not finding anything to even give me a remote clue of what to do, I did the next logical thing. I actually "ordered" the computer to turn on. Out loud. Hey, I knew in my head that it wouldn't work, but I hadda try.
With the kids being so young and me being such a wreck, any ideas of me being more of the world through the computer were put on a long time hiatus. As a matter of fact, the computer didn't rear it's head in my life again until we had moved to Memphis and the kids were in preschool.
This really was a great time and outlet. I had left all my family behind and moved to this new state knowing nobody but my husband and kids. I had no car and even if I had, the state was alien to me and we were kinda in the boonies, I wouldn't have ventured out far anyway. So Ray sets me up an office area off the kitchen and gets me all plugged in and sits there patiently showing me how to turn it on and the AOL account he had set up for me, how to sign in. yadda, yadda, yadda. I got it. I really did. And then I got my first error message. I panicked. I had no idea what to do so I threw my hands in the air and yelled "I BROKE IT" near hysterics. Ray walks in, glances at the screen, hits two buttons, the message is removed and life is great. Until the next error message...
Now I get to master the iPhone. I had two cell phones in my life before this. One really cheap model when we first moved to CA that I used exactly next to never. But I had a cell phone, on that I insisted. It did what I needed it to do. Make phone calls in the event of an emergency. The phone didn't live long. I don't remember why, but I didn't really need it anyway. I had the house phone. I was always home. Home. Phone.
I got another cell a few years back when I tried a different business. Since that business went down like a lead balloon, that phone kinda became my son's and I still had the house phone. I never really go out. House. Phone. But again, the only thing I knew how to do on that thing was dial a number. I didn't even know how to put a number in the phone. I still had to use my memory. sheesh
This phone I have now though is like state of the art or with state of the art capabilities and apps and features I never thought I could carry in something so small. Just a couple of weeks ago I discovered my phone has a flashlight! I am not a techy kind of person.
But I'm trying to be. I'm working very hard putting in daily schedules and notes and all that for myself. I did pretty well too. Before Agent Essentials, I put in each class and break and whatever other note about time I needed in my schedule. It took me HOURS. But I put every piece of that schedule (including flight times and info) on my phone. I figured there has to be an easier way, but hell, I was getting something really cool done here, gimme a break!
So there I am in Dallas and I open my phone and check the schedule to see how much time I had before going to the office and it was two hours off. Hmmm. Today I discovered there's a time zone button.