My recent rash of computer woes has gotten me thinking. I realized its been a while since my last confession. Not wanting to disappoint, I will force myself to divulge one of my deepest, darkest secrets.
I used to be a techno-geek. Through and through, technology was in my veins.
I lived in Silicon Valley. I worked for a software company. I owned the coolest hardware and ran the hottest software. I ate up info on new trends and releases like it was candy. And my idea of a good time was going to a conference where I'd promptly drool over Steve Jobs' or Bill Gates latest presentation. Did I just admit that? Well, its too late now.
You see it was the early 90s -- a time when Apple still ruled the world and money flowed like water. I was in the know and I loved it.
Then a funny thing happened. I moved to the middle of the country. I had kids. Suddenly my days were filled with diapers instead of databases and the only conferences I attend have a teacher sitting at the other end of the table. The slide was gradual, but the result obvious. I lost my edge.
And nothing brought this home like a computer crash or two. It made me realize I can't even get my email up and running without major difficulties. We've already been over my challenges with cell phones. I won't even go into my texting issues.
So today I am faced with the cold, hard reality that technology has passed me by. I am a geek no more.
Well actually, according to my teen, I am -- but I can no longer put the word techno in front of it.
I'll just have to get used to the fact that I'm just one of those out of touch parents. the ones that need their kids to fix the computer, test the latest software and help them get set up on Facebook.
After all, technology's for the young. So why am I having such a hard time letting go?
Simple. I guess I have a few denial issues to iron out. And when it comes right down to it, I so don't want to grow up.
Repeat after me...Denial Is Your Friend,