PASSWORDS

So glad you called and that you brought a subway for us to share on this beautiful end of October day!  What a delight to stroll around the yard, and then to share good conversation around the table as good friends are so fortunate to have.  Allow me to share my yesterday with you...….

On Sunday afternoon, my daughter called and suggested we spend time together, along with her daughter and have a late lunch, followed by a trip to Best Buy to purchase a new laptop computer for me and try to bring me up to date since my old one was outdated by eleven years.  I met them in Hickory where we did enjoy a late lunch and the trip to purchase something that would allow me to better communicate with them and to get back to writing, especially this blog.

The purchase of the laptop was selected by my daughter and granddaughter based on what Nana would use it for.  they decided that I should not spend money on the best because I would not be able to use it for all it was designed, therefore, wasted money.  They selected a mid to lower price range that would allow me to access all those areas I visit.  I was very appreciative of their help because the clerk had a heavy accent from far away, and he tried to sell me another $400 worth of attachments for the computer!  The girls kept nodding "No", Nana does not need any of that.


We wrapped up the afternoon with coffee at Barnes & Noble, then an excursion to the only open furniture shops on a major thorough-fare quite a few miles away.  My granddaughter agreed to come back to my house, spend the night and get my new computer up and running under her direct supervision and wise guidance.

After she finished her preparations for her Master's classes  the next day, she unpacked the HP computer and set to work.  As she navigated through the most-used programs I would be using, she began to ask for Passwords at which time I left the room to search for my folder that contained five sheets of passwords.  When I opened the folder she said,  "what is that ?" I might add that she had a little smile on her face.

Well, we spent a great deal of time trying to figure out which PW worked for which program because each one had from one to five passwords.  Time after time she would ask if it was this or that.  Finally, not being able to recall which one was the right one ( after she had tried all I had)  I said,  "What the Hell?" ! That should be my password! She looked at me, her aging grandmother, and we both burst into laughter and laughed until we cried.  It was a glorious moment for the two of us!  We had crossed the bridge of generational gap and were two best friends enjoying a rare moment of laughter when age and time stood still.

Fortunately for me, my super-smart granddaughter was able to change all my passwords in such a way that they are there until we have to change them again.  It is now so simple, I do not have to try to find the correct one, nor do I have to put one in.  She is a genius!

I am enjoying writing once again and love having printer access from anywhere I am located!  What a luxury!

I still say my suggestion of "Whatthehell" for a password was a novel idea, but we decided against it for a number of reasons.  It was one I would be able to remember; however, adding a punctuation mark to signify distinction from other areas would require another list.

Oh...…..the pondering of it all...…………………………….

See you next time  enjoyed the visit and the walk...………...