Technology makes me tired

  Today I discovered that for some time, I've been updating my facebook status with the setting at "Only Me." This explains why none of my friends commented on or "liked" my humorous and intelligent remarks.
  Ahem.
  Why facebook would have the option to update my status for myself and myself alone is a mystery. I suppose it could serve a similar purpose as a private blog, something one writes for herself, like a diary. But if that were my goal, I'd write a private blog. I wouldn't use facebook for that.
  I'm pretty sure it was switching over to the "timeline" format that changed my settings. Every time facebook changes, I move a little further away from liking it. I'm very, very old, you see, and there's a limit to how many times I can relearn the same thing.
  For example, when I was much younger, but apparently still very old, I got my first car, a used car, and it had license plates, the number on which I proudly memorized. About a year later, a new set of plates arrived in the mail. That's when I learned the state gives you new plates, with a new number, every seven years. "Well, that's it," I thought. "I'm not memorizing a new number every seven years!"
  I have never known my license plate number since. Nor do I know my husband's Social Security number, not even the last four digits, which often would be helpful. It's not that his number changes, of course, but it's just more stuff in my head that I don't need.
  We still don't have cell phones. It's partly because of the expense, though I know there are cheap, pay-as-you go options that would be good. It's partly that I don't want to learn how to use the phone, too. Mostly, though, I'm exhausted at the thought of everyone in the house having his or her own phone number. Yes, yes, I know you program the numbers into the phone. But still. It's too much.
  Saturday Night Live had a skit last night about Verizon, and its being an "old person's nightmare." I could relate.