I took the feature photo with my new iPhone 14 pro max about 15 minutes after I peaked out the back window and saw an all white sky, and I congratulated myself on not going out for the sunrise. I’m not sure what made me look, and then I couldn’t find either phone to take a picture. Either phone, you may wonder? Yes, the new phone I ordered through Spectrum Mobile arrived exactly one week ago as I sit here writing this. My old phone transferred all my data to the new phone perfectly, until it was time to bring in the cell phone carrier info. It’s not just me, I found lots of people online who wiped their old phone and now have found themselves without a phone for 11 days, 24 days, and who knows if it’s longer for other people. It’s the SIM card in the old phone vs. the eSIM card in the new phone. In that sense it’s Apple’s fault for rocking the boat, but really it’s Spectrum’s fault. I didn’t intend to get a new phone until I saw that Spectrum also had a deal to finance the new phone and trade in the old phone. Spectrum now works with the eSIM card, says the advertising. Instant activation, it says! I will soon have to wipe the old phone and send it in. I have a ‘ticket’ in the queue for activation. A supervisor says it’ll cost me a $50 restocking fee to just send the new phone back. It’s called the Rock and the Hard Place. Someone who is also in this state of limbo said that he now has a $1200 iPod. At least I take pictures with mine.
To add to the general upheaval I had cataract surgery on Wednesday last week. Which all went perfectly, but added to the tension. I went for a post-op check the next day and had 20/20 vision. The doctor said I wasn’t supposed to be doing that well! But my close vision is now the pits, worse than I anticipated. I’m actually worried about the day I leave home without my cheaters. It’s bound to happen sometime. But if it’s a choice between a glitch with the iPhone or a glitch with the cataract surgery, I guess I’ll live without a phone for a bit. After all, I take lots more pictures with it, I hardly ever talk on the phone.
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 