I love technology.
Except when I don’t.
I have my husband’s old iPhone. (Lucky me.) And unless I’m comparing the camera quality on mine compared to his (4S), I absolutely love it.
But things keep going wrong with it.
A month ago we had to get the home button replaced. $70.
And now the touch screen is going wonky.
For the last several days parts of the screen have stopped working meaning I can’t type certain letters in texts, emails, or anything else.
Just this morning the phone made three phone calls on it’s own while I was already on the phone to the doctors office. (Not good.)
I tried to send a text message. My converter was opened.
I tried to open Notes. The Pinterest ap opened.
I tried to use the timer. The phone started barking and ringing and chiming at me (as it scrolled through and chose different notification sounds for itself).
This is not good.
Really, really not good.
I could go back to using a regular old phone, but do you have any idea how prehistoric that would feel after being accustomed to my camera/phone/diary/note-keeper/emailer/googler/meal-planner/entertainer/calculator/converter/timer/weather-checker/Bible/GPS/calendar all-in-one hand-held device that has changed my life? *gaspforair*
It would kinda be torture.
The other options are forking out for yet another fix. (Blah.)
Or forking out for a new phone. (BLAH.)
Or maybe just remembering the days where I didn’t have immediate answers and solutions at a tap and a swipe.
What to do?
Technology is driving me mad. A love-hate relationship for sure.
Q for you: Do you have a smart phone? Have you become highly reliant on it like I am?
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