Tuesday, 17 July 2012
Back in the Driver's Seat
Am I the only one who feels as though I am drowning beneath the waves of modern technology? I have been trying to access my accounts online, but due to trouble with doing so, have had to talk to overseas operators about problem routers and connection difficulties; all of this (while trying to work out why I could no longer get into my near-on three year old blog) has taken it’s toll. I thought these things were here to make life easier.
It is with resistance that I found myself trying to fit into a new home at WordPress; mainly due to the fact that it isn’t half as easy for me to navigate as my old pad and many standard features seem to require payment. I know my way around Blogger but for a while there, it seemed as if the locks had been changed. It continued to tell me that ‘someone has signed out from a different location’. What does that even mean?!
I have just got off of the phone. The Internet lady was pleasant but didn’t help much. She suggested plugging our computers into the wall if our wireless connection doesn’t work. Oh right, you mean like we used to before we were sent new-fangled box #2? Oldy-worldy internet? She then suggested we unplug our telephone for twenty-four hours to see if that helps. Great. No phone calls. By the time she asked me to unscrew the wall socket and mess about with the wiring, she had lost me. Thanks Orange Customer Services. The internet still isn’t working properly. I don't know what I did to make Blogger work again. I tried it [for what I told myself would be] one last time and I was able to write again. If this post ever sees the light of day, I guess I should be thankful.
I hate how the world has become. I hate that I don't get phone bills through the door anymore and that I have to check on line to see what I am paying for (if only I could remember my blessed password). My bank account is online and similarly, I have to remember some strange line of digits to check how much money I don't have.. I ended up having a fifteen minute conversation with a yoga instructor a month ago because my registration through their site wouldn't work. The darned thing wouldn't accept my house number and kept spewing my details back at me like school work with red pen scrawled over it. As much as I love keeping this blog, today's situations (which are still half-unresolved) made me want to go and sit under a tree with a pen and pencil instead. What has the world turned into? Some people even have sex online, you know!. Jeezus.
I didn't need any more complications, so I pulled out my wolves. Nothing OTT here. No Golden Dawn password required or an initiation into the dark arts needed to unravel their messages. Today's card is about new beginnings. I have only been away from the blog for a few days, but I feel different about it after the struggle of trying to punch away the pop-ups and get back in the driver's seat. I thought I may not be able to get back into it at all or have to set up elsewhere, so for today, I see this post as a new beginning. I am not sure what is at the end of that rainbow, but today marks my first step on a mission to find out.
Illustration from The Wolf Pack Tarot by Pat Morris