Thanks to the speedy work of my website hosting company, I can now begin to blog again. It seems that I was the only person who couldn’t get to my website on my own laptop. So, I was blocking myself.
Don’t ask. I don’t get it. Something about a firewall blahblahblah. Navigating all the quirks of the internet is akin to knowing what’s going on under the hood of my car. I don’t care how it works, I just care that it does, and I’m deeply grateful for all the people who make it all function.
Oh, the photo of the lovely oak tree in my side yeard has absolutely nothing to do with this blog post except that it’s my first Insta-gram photo. I’ve hesitated to admit that because the reaction it elicits is, “SERIOUSLY?” Yes, I’ve now Insta-grammed twice.
But, honestly, have you tried to keep up with this app-frenzy? In December of 2011, The New York Times reported that app number ONE MILLION had just gone to market. And not one of them can cook my meals, wash my clothes, or clean my house.
By the time I search through gazillions of recipes, I’m so overwhelmed I just put a frozen pizza in the oven, and I’m done. There’s an app to log how much time I spend on certain tasks. The amount of time required to input all that is not one of the options on the efficiency-meter. And, good grief, let’s not discuss what happens when there’s failure to sync calendars.
The original point of this blog was to ask for your patience as I work to get my website up to date because I’m the app that has to do that. It’s a work-in-progress. But, I’m totally open to suggestions. . .like what don’t you see on websites/blogs that you want to see? What don’t we writer peeps discuss that you want to read? Or what do we discuss too often?
Or, maybe just share a new app that you discovered recently that rocked your technology world. And, I’ll be coming back soon with a cohesive blog post about something other than Tom and Katie’s divorce. Maybe.