Everything keeps changing on me.
I must be getting old because that is supposed to be read as a negative thing.
As most of you know by now Facebook has rearranged its interface with a small but highly significant change where instead of viewing the most recent posts, you’re viewing the most recent/most popular/most likely to be wanted by you posts. I’m trying to get used to it, just like I’ve gotten used to all their updates in the past. But by golly is it becoming a pain to constantly feel like I have a handle on something and then have it shaken up again.
Then I logged into WordPress and find a “Follow” button was added at the bottom of my blog (and was subsequently removed my yours truly).
A few days later, they changed the admin bar. Again – no big deal and easily consumed, but ruffles the old, crotchety feathers nonetheless.
Then I check out the big Facebook announcement by the Zuckerberg himself yesterday at F8. It appears all of our updates have really just been leading up to this one, enormous update wherein our Facebook profiles will read more like a scrapbook timeline than a snapshot of who we are at the moment. You can check out the details here.
I breathed heavily, held on to the piece of furniture closest to me, and thought that to avoid these constant tremors I should probably just make the complete plunge into Google+ and leave Facebook in the dust, as I have once before. But then it occurred to me that Google+ is just a little baby. And it too, shall grow.
Not to mention I would have to pour all the dust out of my cerebrum in order to make room to learn a new social media platform.
Is there any way to just have people relax for a little while? I’d like to get comfortable just a tad before the rug is pulled out from underneath me. I can’t even complain that I like things the way they used to be because there have been so many versions of ‘what used to be’ that there’s no way to know what I’m referring to.
Nonetheless, I fear my brain is running out of go-juice. I’ve been so proud of myself for finally branching out on my blog into CSS editing and for opening a Twitter account and for dipping my toes in Google+. But this whole time I’ve just had a false sense of security and pride. These things will always change, and I will never be on top of them. And while that used to be fun and exciting, now it just costs me time and frustration.
A sign of aging, indeed.