Wish Me Luck

Y’all I feel like such a boomer- you know the ones like my mom who hand their phone over to a younger family member to “fix” the problem?

I spent some time last night checking out the new programs and sites I’ve acquired for writing and marketing, and I’m so overwhelmed by how much I need to know and don’t.

I was 16 years old when I saw my first computer. It took up an entire room at the Vo tech. I took a class on programming Basic in my junior year and I used a “dumb” terminal to learn the programming language. I’m not sure why I went back for my senior year to learn COBOL, because I did not have a knack for it.

All these years later, I still struggle to learn how to use apps on my laptop and phone. I just don’t have the aptitude for it. And frankly I’m kind of tired of having to do it. I wish I could pay someone to do it for me so all I had to do is write.

Don’t get me wrong, I know there are people I could pay to do that stuff for me, trust me I looked. But I can’t really afford it.

I wish bartering were a more viable thing, but I don’t have much to trade. I could do their taxes I suppose or write and edit their business correspondence or even help with their bookkeeping. But they have apps for all that now and that kind of person is probably already good with those apps anyway.

So I’m stuck trying to figure it out myself. Is this where I say, “Woe is me?”

I think it’s probable that a Friday night after having worked, taken classes, and blogged all week might not have been the best time to start something new. So I’m going to finish my first cup of coffee and start fresh this morning. It still feels a little daunting but I’m going to give it my best shot now that I’m not so tired.

Wish me luck.