The house we’re staying in has a Google home set up, where you can talk to your appliances and make them work. It’s ok.
I don’t hate them like I hate the dishwasher. And it’s cool to be able to turn the lights off at night and not have to get up.
But it isn’t living in a Wallace and Gromit house, where things are automated and you can get your toast buttered with a flick of a switch.
Light switches and egg timers, that’s all we’ve got.