An Apple a Day….
My Apple Watch arrived today. I stayed home to wait for it. Of course, it was to be delivered some time by 3:00 so it ended up arriving at 2:50. The UPS driver was laughing at me. He said he figured I would be home today.
I’m such a geek. I love my new toy. I’ve spent some time getting acquainted. Siri is still amazing on the watch. The Apple map function is pretty cool. I can read and send texts with talk to text. I can scan emails. I can listen to my music and control it. I haven’t tested Apple Pay yet but I will be doing that in the next few days. I haven’t set up any activity apps yet. I will be migrating my To Do list to Clear. I have my favorite photos at my fingertips. I can use my watch as the shutter button for my phone camera. And, of course, it tells time, gives me the weather, sports scores, stock prices, has an alarm and stopwatch.
I would imagine that there will be more apps as time goes on. But Twitter, Evernote, and Keynote are a great start. I’m sure I will keep learning new things it can do.
Is it a necessary purchase? Not really. But it’s a useful purchase for people like me and I’m having fun!
On another note, got my dad a new computer. I really don’t think he will like it. It has Windows 8. I know I hate it but at least I can figure it out. I set up his iPad too. I don’t think that is going to end well. First of all, he doesn’t grasp the concept of apps. Second, all he does is play solitaire, get an occasional email and occasionally look something up on the web. I tried showing him how I could iMessage him, how Siri could help him so he didn’t have to struggle trying to use a keyboard, and talk to text. I hope this all works out…and he doesn’t knock it to the ground and shatter the screen.
I always wanted to be an only child. I finally think I am. My sister won’t even return my phone calls or texts. She visits dad once a week. He doesn’t have a list for her. She isn’t doing his laundry. She isn’t the one moving his furniture. The man exhausts me. Unless you see what it is like, it’s hard to explain. He always (and I mean daily) has a list of things he wants or needs me to do. I’m too tired to get into it too much tonight though. I just want him to be happy.
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