I am happy to embrace change if I need to, or if it benefits me and those around me. I don’t understand those who dig their heels in and refuse, though for some it is too difficult.
Since my husband died recently I have been able to speed things up by scanning and sending documents online. That’s really useful. But because so much is digitised, I struggle to get to speak to a human being at times, which is a nuisance when one’s circumstances don’t fit the tick boxes.
I have been trying to track down his various accounts and subscriptions, mostly related to online companies, who only communicate digitally. I have found out about some because an email has told him that a payment has failed, so I follow that up, but when I close his phone account I won’t know!
His phone, although a smartphone and fairly up to date, is very tiny and I struggle to read the small print and to use a tiny keyboard, so I end up making a lot of mistakes. I am not thick or lazy or unwilling to learn, but it is driving me round the bend and I long for more traditional communications.
🦞 The Lockdown Gang still chatting 🦞




