I’m reminded of this from Douglas Adams:
“I’ve come up with a set of rules that describe our reactions to technologies:
- Anything that is in the world when you’re born is normal and ordinary and is just a natural part of the way the world works.
- Anything that’s invented between when you’re fifteen and thirty-five is new and exciting and revolutionary and you can probably get a career in it.
- Anything invented after you’re thirty-five is against the natural order of things.”
Do you use a remote with your television? 
Does anyone remember the fun times of loading diskettes to update an OS? 13 for Windows 95, 22 for Windows NT? (I had to look these up - I had blocked them from my memory.)
How many pine for the days of using a paper phone book? Or the Reader’s Guide to Periodical Literature?
How many of us would tradie in our washing machine for a washboard, tub, and nearby stream?
Would you trade your stove for a fire place and an ax? (And not just for a camping trip!)
Do you long for the days before garage door openers were a thing? Before cars were a thing?
Wish you could get your water from a well? (Well we do, but it is automated with a electric pump, no bucket and crank for us thank you.)
Once upon a time these were all new. And changed how people lived. Just like smart devices are doing today. As I noted above, I welcome the time this gives me to do the things that matter to me.
It is up to each of us to make good use of any time gained.
None of this is meant to disparage the choices made by others. Nor are the comments meant to be snarky (ok maybe a bit snarky). But how much of this is nostalgia?
I’ll leave with another quote, this by Jerome Lawrence, from Inherit the Wind:
“Progress has never been a bargain. You have to pay for it.
Sometimes I think there’s a man who sits behind a counter and says, "All right, you can have a telephone but you lose privacy and the charm of distance. Madam, you may vote but at a price. You lose the right to retreat behind the powder puff or your petticoat. Mister, you may conquer the air but the birds will lose their wonder and the clouds will smell of gasoline.
Henry Drummond, a character in Inherit the Wind”