It took 10 minutes to sign into my WordPress account this morning. Why, you ask? Me too. Did my computer forget how to get there? Did WordPress compile a new set of rules for sign in? Did I lose my mind completely and type the wrong address into the search bar?
No. So, what the hell??? As the Mom of four grown people who adamantly refuse to assist me in anything computer related (anymore), the predicament is worrisome. They tell me they’ve shown me enough times that I should know how to do it myself. Meanwhile, doing the same thing can beget different results on my computer. I have gained some confidence in the strange and inconsistent world of cyber, but still get thrown when what usually happens, doesn’t. For no apparent reason. On the other hand – it is true, that without my kids help, I have become braver and more willing to attempt finding an answer on my own. My oldest likens this to the theory – instead of giving the people fish to eat, teach them how to fish so they can feed themselves (and not be dependent on him, like me, for the computer).
Okay, I get it, and he’s not wrong. More importantly I stuck with it and found my way onto my WordPress site to post this blog (whereas years ago I would have thrown my hands up in despair, yelling for – and probably then begging – a kid to fix the problem). The truth is, with all the nonsensical inconsistencies I come across, I am eminently more capable today than I was a year ago. Or even 6 months ago. My mindset has shifted from complicated dilemma, to complicated challenge. This, my friends, is progress.
I leave you with the wisdom of the last few sentences from the Desiderata: “With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.”