Mom Confession | Typing

“Mama, you don’t type like Daddy. What are you doing wong?” I have hidden it from the world for two decades. But now I’m a homeschool mom and my son is learning to use a computer and he noticed it. I can’t type. I learned the correct way, but then started modifying it until my own method was born. I look like a psychopathic Flint Lockwood. I will be relearning the proper way this year, as Graham learns for the first time. It feels like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders and conscience. But not the keyboard, because The Lyndse Method is very heavy-handed. And aggressive. And so fun. But not accurate or able to be passed on to future generations.

I also can’t drive a stick, tell you how tennis is scored, or correctly pronounce dachshund.


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