I didn’t set out to start a relationship with artificial intelligence. I was simply trying to fix my blog. After six years of writing and nearly a thousand posts, a small mountain of memories were stacked neatly in cyberspace. The huge problem was that everything was backwards. Newest to oldest, reading them was like starting a book at the end and hoping readers would politely work their way uphill.
So I did what any reasonable person would do. I picked up the phone. Yesterday was the day this would be fixed, one way or another. I picked up the phone to search for a way to place all the posts in their respective years. There had to be a way to rearrange them manually moving each one.
I’d tried this in the past. So many phone calls later, I’d learned many things. Obnoxious music can loop without mercy for hours. I could explain the same problem using different words. A human voice can sound very happy while not sharing one answer. What I didn’t learn was how to organize my blog in chronological order.
Enter AI.
No hold music. No transfers. No apologies followed by silence. Just… answers. Actual ones that addressed my blog host by name. By the time I was done asking questions, I had printed out a small book of information. Everything from rearrangements to financial possibilities. All while talking to Artificial Intelligence.
In one day, I learned more about my blog site than I had in all those phone calls combined. I learned how to group posts by year, so readers could begin at the beginning, back in 2020, and walk the road with me instead of parachuting into the middle of the story. I learned that my blog wasn’t locked in stone after all. Nearly every aspect can be manipulated to suit who I am now, not who I was six years ago when I created a place to put words.
Even better, when I got confused (which happened often), AI didn’t sigh. It didn’t rush me. It didn’t say, “That’s not something we handle here.” It slowed down and broke things into steps. It explained the why behind the how. It suggested helpful and practical tools that might actually make my blogging life easier instead of more complicated.
It’s been there this entire time, waiting quietly at my keyboard. Patient. Tireless. Always ready for one more question, even if I asked it three different ways.
Now, don’t get me wrong—I still like humans. I just don’t need to call ten of them to learn one thing anymore.
Something is refreshing about searching for and finding new solutions to old problems. Sometimes the door you need isn’t a phone call at all. Sometimes it’s a keyboard, a curious mind, and a willingness to learn something new, even if that something is found using AI.
More tomorrow.
