I get wistful when reading reviews of shopping apps: How wonderful that she can see on their mutual shopping list, shared among devices, that he’s already picked up the gin on the way home from work so all she has to do is grab a couple of limes. And while Dad’s still at the store, those crazy kids add ice cream bars to the list while they’re still at bassoon practice.
Our kids don’t live here, so no shopping-list shenanigans there, and the only app that Captain OCD will ever use is the one that dials another phone.
This morning, I realized that we do sync our shopping list between devices:
My device is the camera on my phone, his device is the marker board in the kitchen.