Day 69, 70, and 71 of walking

On Sunday I rage quit trying to set the security settings on the boys’ Xbox. It all started like this.

My brother set up Mikey’s Xbox account years ago, using my Microsoft account. I didn’t realize he set Mikey up as a parent until I tried to set up Nico as an additional child on my account this weekend. My brother set Mikey up as an adult because, I don’t know. It was easier? Apparently this is a thing. There are first born children all across the U.S. who are adults in the eyes of Microsoft simply because it’s easier to set them up as adults than to go through the litany of security and privacy settings for children.

I had been at it for two hours (three, if I counted the hour lost to Daylight Savings Time, which I totally did) and for some reason it wasn’t allowing Mikey to friend any of his previous friends under his new child account. Every time I changed something (it’s done online on the Xbox website via the Microsoft website WTH I DON’T EVEN KNOW) I would have him to try his console again. He would run to the TV and try to friend his best friend. Denied. I’d try changing something else. Denied. This happened over and over and over until finally I pushed my chair back from the table, gave a mock salute to everyone and said, “That’s it! I’m done! I’ll see you later because setting up an Xbox account shouldn’t be this hard. Goodbye!”

I went and had my eyebrows threaded. They look good, but I still can’t get the Xbox settings to work. The windows are still open in my browser, mocking me.