I can’t type with 10 fingers. Never could. I type with two or three fingers. And I’m lightning fast! But still…
I enrolled in a typing class during senior year in high school (no second grade keyboarding classes for us back then), but ultimately dropped it because it was offered first period and I didn’t have another class till noon. And because I had no plans to become a secretary, which was the only reason to take typing back then, I figured it would never be an issue.
Oh, how dismally wrong I was! I have always been a writer. Now I’m also a social media fanatic, a blogger, a business owner, and an all-day typist. There’s simply no excuse anymore!
Those last three short paragraphs have taken me about five minutes each to type. Why? Because Peter is standing over me, forcing me to type without looking at the keyboard.
“For how much you type every day, Mom, you really should learn to type!” he insists. And he’s right. So the next few weeks are going to be extremely frustrating for me, as I learn to slow down, re-map my brain, and actually learn to use the keyboard correctly.
Be patient with me!
(That’s the longest it’s ever taken for me to write any blog post!)