Sunday, April 28, 2019

SOS Can Somebody Help Me

So, if you really want to freak your family and friends out, I have found, by complete accident, the perfect way to do this. Google Maps SOS feature.

A couple of years ago, Facebook had a thing going around that said if you go into your Google Maps app, there is a feature called SOS. You add contacts to it, and if you are in an emergency situation, you turn this feature on and it will send a help message to the people on your list. It will also send pictures of whatever is going on around your phone. Well, I thought that sounded like a good idea. I’m one of those people who turns the “bee-boop” sound off on my phone buttons, just in case I’m ever kidnapped and need to make a phone call in secret. Yeah, I dream up dramatic scenarios I will never be in and try to prepare for them. Anyway, I thought this would be great for when I am eventually dragged off to my doom. So, I filled in my four contacts and promptly forgot about the whole thing… until yesterday.

My mom wanted me to come see her new house. We met up and decided she would follow me to Home Depot and then we would drive to her house from there. With those plans made, I dropped my phone in my purse, jumped in my car and headed down the road. I hadn’t been driving for more than a few minutes when my step dad sent me a text message that said “What?”

Well, I hadn’t sent him anything at all, so I just sent back “What, what?” I don’t normally text and drive, but something about his message caught my attention, it was just so out of the blue. Well, then he replied back saying that I had sent him an SOS message with two blurry pictures asking for HELP. I was also sending him updated map coordinates regarding my location.

In my head I’m thinking, no. I sent no such thing.

Well, it turns out I had. I somehow managed to toss my phone into my purse in such a way that it sent a message to four people telling them I had been kidnapped, needed help - SOS, and it  actively sent them location points as I drove through the city.  (OKAY, as I’m writing this, I’m going into my phone to see exactly what the steps are that my phone had to go through to do this, and I cannot figure it out. I have no idea how to even do this on purpose. My friend is Googling the steps for me right now. I’m not making this up).

After several intense seconds of internet research, it appears that the way to activate this feature is to hit the home button on my phone three times in a row or hit the sound and the power button at the same time. I had no idea.

So anyway, I’m trying to drive and assure my step dad that I am indeed fine, and my phone starts ringing. It’s my Richy, and he is now very concerned. He had also received the message that I am in some dire predicament along with two blurry pictures (of the inside of my purse no less)  and map coordinates of my whereabouts. While assuring him I was fine, and still not understanding what happened, I can see mom in my rearview mirror. She is talking and gesturing on her phone too. Turns out when my best friend also got the help message and couldn’t reach me, she called my mom, who ALSO got the SOS alert. The only reason my mom wasn’t panicking was because she was behind me and could clearly see me and knew I hadn’t been chained up, drugged, or dropped off a pier.

It was nice to know that this feature does indeed work and that my chosen emergency contacts were in fact on top of it when I had an “emergency”. I now owe all of them a bottle of wine and a xanax for all the trouble, but hey, at least I know they all have my back.

I did finally figure out how to go in and turn the alert off so it would stop sending my location coordinates and pictures to everyone. Thank you to all of my friends and family who were looking out for me, and thank you Google Maps for upsetting four people with a compilation of health problems including anxiety, high blood pressure, and heart problems. We are now Googling the location of a good therapist.

Friday, April 26, 2019

Ocupado

So, this is why I haven’t written a post in the last hundred years… I am painting  some furniture to sell in an upcoming festival. If I had to give my “style” a name  I would call it “Le Artsy Fartsy”. It is a combination of whimsy, left over paint, and rum. I actually have done this before and sold the furniture. The only problem is, I did this over a decade ago and am ridiculously out of practice. The good news is, when I screw up, I can sand it off and start over again. It’s actually been a lot of fun and I’ve gotten good feedback from what I’ve done so far. The jewel toned chair is finished and the yellow one is what I am working on now. I have two more child sized chairs to work on, two adult size chairs and a cradle to do. My goal is to have it all finished by May 4th. If I don’t get it all finished in time for the festival, I may just try selling it locally or on Facebook. Right now I’m just having a good time revamping my art skills.

Also, my mom moved back to Tennessee, and I’ve been helping her with that. We spent a good two to three weeks cleaning, painting and refinishing the home she moved into. It’s an older place and needed some work, but now it looks good. I’m hoping it will feel like a good home for her. In truth, I’m hoping she will live there for the next hundred years or until one of us dies, because moving is such a pain in the butt. I’d rather not ever have to do it again. Richy and I had hoped to move out of our loft one day - that is until we moved my mother. Now we will be living in this loft until they move us to a casket… I am never moving. Not ever. Or else I’m just going to set my current home on fire, move somewhere new and start over. I am NOT moving all my junk. Screw that.

Anyway, that’s about all that’s been happening in my world. Granted, it doesn’t sound like much, but it has kept me very occupied for the last few weeks. I have hardly had time to figure out whether I’m coming or going. Thank you all for reading if you still are, and I hope you have a wonderful day!