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November 13, 2016

On the joys of finding a Password.

In my retirement, I have launched into a new business: Historic Tours of Texas (more about that in a later Blog) but I am now wading into the terrifying cold, deep waters of “SOCIAL MEDIA.”

And I can’t do anything without the dreaded Password. And if, heaven forefend, I should forget a Password, the agency, company, business, whatever, will happily send me another e-mail to another link to reset a NEW password. But now I have two or ten or 200 Passwords to remember. And the University wants me to change Passwords every six months. So another Password to remember. And then some company wants a more complex password, which I will never remember.

A friend suggested I use #eWallet to store all my Passwords. But it takes a Password to get into it. Which, hopefully, I will remember, maybe. But I mistype it half the time since my fingers are too big for the tiny keyboard on the phone. And then I doubt myself and think I’ve forgotten the password. And the stupid thing hides the letters I type so I don’t know what I did wrong. So I type the Password again, and again and FINALLY it opens.

EWallet sounds convenient. All I need to do is type in all the Passwords on my app on my phone. But somehow I managed to put two paths (sites?) on my ewallet and can’t ever remember which one has the cards and which one is empty. But I don’t know how to get rid of the empty site. And then when I create a folder, it won’t let me just input the material, I have to create a second layer, a “card” which is subfiled into categories which I have to remember.

So, our good, kind Google has done me the “favor” of saving my Passwords for me on each site. More or less. But I MAY have changed the Password without Google knowing. So then it’s back to requesting a new Passsword and another one to remember.Once I figure this stuff out, I’m sure it will be easier but it’s a steep, frightening learning curve.

When I went back to my Blog, I could not remember how to get in or what the Password was. WordPress, or Google, or the great Password Gods in the Sky, had remembered my name and log-in and had it all waiting for me when I (accidentally) was able to access the Admin section of my site. The thrill of actually opening a site without having to type in a Password was so pleasurable as to make me ecstatic, almost euphoric.

When I reread some of my Blogs, I remembered the pleasure of writing them. And I realize that I need to be writing at 4 am in the morning instead of getting dressed to go to school down in The Woodlands sixty-some miles away. And besides, I am supposed to use SOCIAL MEDIA to help my business.

If, that is, I could only remember my Passwords.


About Caroline Castillo Crimm
Retired Professor Emeritus from Sam Houston State University, interested in writing novels and speaking about topics such as the history of Latin American. Would like to share the AMAZING world of the 18th century in Northern New Spain, that's Spanish Texas and Mexico!

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