My recent foray into new (to me) technologies...

is freaking me out.

I don't think I can do Facebook. It's too much. Too many options. Too many people. Too much info.

Seriously, I don't need to know when people scrub their toilets! I don't need everyone who sees my "wall" to read my comments to other people.

I like the photos. I've reconnected with some people and that's pretty darned cool. The rest? I just don't get it.

And today was the day I've been waiting months for! iPhone Day. Scott and I got our iPhones. And now I'm freaking out. It's too much. I don't know how to figure it all out. I don't have the time or the energy to sit down and really concentrate on personalizing it.

If you were here in the living room with me, you'd be enjoying the humor of the situation. Scott is sitting on one side of me, having a blast in setting up his phone. "It found me!" he just exclaimed. "It shows me in the house! Hey, it even shows me in the right side of the house!" (That is totally scary to me, btw, and I'm not even sure what he's talking about.)

And on the other side of me, about 2 feet away and getting pushed farther every so often... my iPhone.

I think I need to throw up. I don't even want to finish the chocolate cheesecake I let myself have tonight. That right there should tell you just how anxious I am.

So, delicious readers with iPhones of your own, give me advice. Tell me what to do. I have three days to return it, which I really don't want to do. It's ridiculous to be freaking out over a phone.

You know what the underlying issue is? I'm tired. Way too tired. Trying to work full time and do everything I did before in 40 fewer hours every week is just not possible. The iPhone, the digital savior I've been waiting so long for, is at this point just one more stress point that I have to deal with.

You know the iPhone commercials where they always say, "We have an app for that." Where's the app for helping stressed out people set up their phones in the first place?