GEARING UP
Disclaimer: I sincerely apologize for the lack of action on this blog. After the previous post, I received a call that started like this: "While your telling everyone how horrible I am, make sure that you let every know that you...." And yes, I will expound on this particular incident in future posts.
I was so riddled with guilt after this call that I had to sit back and consider my options. Matricide is impossible from two thousand miles away, and while I am tech savvy, I'm not a hacker and don't know my mother's seven thousand ip addresses to block her; so I resigned to just stop. If there was ever a question of parents inhibiting their children's creativity... YES,. YES THEY DO!
But, I digress...
"My Nexus 9 hasn't even shipped yet! Can you send your 7 just in case it doesn't get here?"
"You know we had this conversation a month ago, right?"
"So what?"
So yes, I spent that day resetting and updating my old 7. I also took the liberty of creating a new Skype account for the olds, but knowing that the 9 will arrive - and probably before the 7 gets there - added my second Skype account on my old 7 and holding the new Skype account in abeyance for the 9. Did you get all that?
I was also kind enough to add apps that I thought they would like. Such as Kindle, various newspapers and mind exercizing games. A girl can dream, right?
Not an hour after I had packed up the 7 with case and charger, taped it all up and addressed it, I received this email:
Even though I received this from Amazon,
Your new estimated delivery date is:Wednesday, November 12, 2014 - Saturday, November 15, 2014 ,
please send your nexus 7 tomorrow as planned.
We already know skype works on it, and dads and I could practice. If we have good luck getting the
9 ready, I'll bring the 7 with me.
Thanks! Love, MAW
This was no surprise really. So, off the 7 went, USPS priority mail. Woot!
Two days later, I get a call:
"Guess what I got today?"
"What would that be?"
"I got a Nexus 7 AND a Nexus 9!"
At that point, I think my eyerolls became audible.
"Okay, well the 7 is set up and ready to go, open up the 9 and I'll walk you through the set up process..."
Have you ever asked your dog to read your dissertation?
Just kidding! Mom is not stupid, so going through the set up process was as painless as it could be. Until...
Things were going great. Dads was getting the hang of Skype and actually learned how to use the camera. All was looking up!
"I want to put the pictures from my phone on the Nexus 7."
In theory, this shouldn't be a problem. No, no problem at all. Mom's phone and both the 7 and 9 are android devices. Upload them to Drive, share them on Google+ or hell, just email the bitches, right?
Oh yes, we did all of this. Hours. HOURS I tell you was I on Skype (hey!) with Mom trying to figure out a way to do this. Nothing worked. Absolutely nothing. I couldn't figure it out. I was going crazy! After 4 hours, I finally had to put the kibosh on the project and head for work.
The next day I get a call. "The pictures finally showed up."
"What? How? What happened?" I just had to know. I didn't think I was that incompetent. What could possibly have transpired that mom was able to figure out how to share her frazzling photos that I couldn't? What could it possibly be????
"I didn't have the wi-fi turned on on the phone."
I'll stop here. If I don't get a nasty phone call or email, I will continue...
