If you’ve read some of my slices, you know that I am decidedly “non” tech. It’s all I can do to get these posted, let alone add photos. Still, when the pandemic and its requirements to shelter in place made it impossible to meet face-to-face, my family met via Zoom. I downloaded the app to my phone, and since there are only three groups in the meeting, and with my older son providing guidance, we managed okay.
When I needed to meet with larger groups, I tried using my laptop, but Zoom would not load. My son says that my laptop is “a paperweight” and I need a new one. Interestingly, that’s the same message my friend, Lynne, gave me about a year ago!
So, I downloaded the app to my brand spanking new iPad, and I thought I was good to go. Unfortunately, not having my 6-year-old grandson to show me in person what to do (the way I learn best), I needed to read instructions: First, “blah, blah, blah.” Then, “blah, blah.” Okay. I read, practiced, goofed up, and tried again. I thought I was ready.
BUT, I was not. On the first zoom I joined, I neglected to activate both the camera AND the audio. I couldn’t understand why I was neither seen nor heard. Next time, I left the meeting prematurely because I couldn’t hear anyone else. My people were getting annoyed with me. Some wrote me off (I’m looking at you, neighborhood book club: “See you again when we can meet in person.”) Others, just gave up I guess.
Fast forward to last month, when I was elected recording secretary of our county branch of AAUW. Our board meeting held via Zoom, seemed to be all set up. Having an iPad instead of a laptop, though, I could see only 9 participants at a time. I needed to keep asking who made the motion; who seconded; please repeat that name. Honestly, I think I may be the first recording secretary in AAUW history to be impeached. Another board meeting is today!
Last Friday I tried to join a writing group on Zoom and wasn’t able to sign in. Fortunately, I wasn’t the only one who had difficulty, so that’s a plus. We’re having a tutorial this Friday (if I can sign in that is).
On another note, on my walk today, I was treated to the sight of a peony bush loaded with pale pink flowers with lemon yellow centers that reminded me of my next door neighbor, Mrs. Gilhooly and gave me an idea for another slice.
And, I shaved almost 1/2 minute off my walk at the mile marker.
Life is good.