And you think I’m obsessed with software. Here’s this fella, Henry Alford, writing in the New York Times about deciding to immerse himself in apps.

The market research company Forrester Research predicted in 2011 that annual revenue from the purchase of apps would reach $38 billion in 2015, a figure so large as to inspire curiosity in even the most techno-churlish.

I recently spent three weeks trying to improve my life through apps. First, I diagnosed myself; I determined that I have bodily ills, household ills and wardrobe ills. Then I started Googling.

Lo, my bodily ills. The cold weather has slowed my commitment to swimming and walking; my current love handles give my mid-torso the silhouette of a rotary telephone. So for $2.99 I bought Meal Snap: You photograph food and Meal Snap coughs up a calorie count.

Maybe this will inject my snacking with accountability, I thought: taking pictures of all my midafternoon snacks and late-night indulgences will turn my liaisons with Mallomars into a war-crimes tribunal of eating.

What Isn’t There an App for? – Henry Alford, The New York Times (2 January 2015)

You read the full feature to see if that worked and what else he tried. And I’ll come to terms with the notion that apps aren’t just for transforming my work.

I can’t really imagine trading in OmniFocus for Meal Snap, can you?