My husband is a techno-geek. He loves gadgets and all things science. Sometimes life with Husband feels like a succession of science experiments that impact me directly .
A few months ago, Mr Science decided to replace our bathroom light switches with motion detectors. These motion detectors have a programmed time delay to automatically switch off the lights when motion is not longer detected. In theory, it shouldn’t have been a big deal. The reality is – adapting hasn’t been easy.
For weeks after they were installed, I continued to reach for the light switch when I entered the bathroom. It was a habit formed from a lifetime of re-inforcement and I simply wasn’t adapting quickly to this ‘improvement’.
Two months later, I’m still adjusting to the change. Although I’ve stopped reaching automatically for the light switch, I’m still occasionally startled when the light comes on when I simply want to grab something quickly from the room. In addition, I’m now discovering I’m walking into other rooms and wondering why the lights haven’t turned on. It’s making me feel like a lab rat.
The worst however is the automatic time-out. It annoys me that the motion detector cannot ‘see’ me through the glass doors when I’m taking a shower and the lights go out. I’ve been unable to convince Husband that 5 minutes is not a reasonable amount of time and I’m forced to wave my arms out the shower doors so I can finish washing with the lights on.
I’m trying to adapt. I’m trying to keep an open mind, but sometimes I simply think the ‘old’ ways are simply better.