Another busy Vancouver weekend, and really, all I've got for you are a few pictures. . . but aren't these magnolias stunning, especially against the blue spring skies. I spied this particular tree along my run out to Spanish Banks, but they're blooming all over town, as are the ornamental cherry and plum trees, snowing dainty petals all over the sidewalks. . . .
I might be noticing the blooms even more than usual, because on Friday night, after a particularly annoying incident with Hermès over my watch (I won't say more until I've calmed down a bit, but let's just say that an investment piece isn't that at all if the leather safety hoop breaks down in only three years and can't be repaired, but rather requires the expenditure of a whole new strap!), Pater decided a distraction was in order. Said distraction involved directing me into a Rogers store to sort out a new cellphone (mine, apparently, is 5+ years old -- which, to me, just means I've finally figured it out!).
I've been thinking about a switch to an iPhone ever since I got an iPad Mini for my 60th birthday. I've come to like the "eco-system" quite well, although I still rely on Google/Android apps for a number of functions. But given that I'm using iTunes and Facetime and iMessaging with our kids, an iPhone was making more and more sense. And also given that I seem to be carrying my iPad Mini and my cell around in my purse most days, I thought I'd try the iPhone6Plus and see if I'd end up leaving the Mini home, lightening my load. I know, I know, everyone comments on how big it is, but since I generally have it in my bag rather than my jeans pocket, I don't see that as a problem.
But I've dithered and procrastinated and wondered and decided and changed my mind and thought my old phone was just fine despite its increasingly obvious limitations. Finally Pater, who excels in decision-making, said "Enough." While he had reservations about the 6Plus's size, he listened to my reasons for favouring it and then, essentially, just said "Wrap it up" to the Sales Assistant. Of course, as soon as we got it home and I started playing with it, I realized my error -- How could I take this "BIG" phone on my runs?!! Oh no, what have I done?!
In fact, Saturday morning, I took my new iPhone -- yes, the 6Plus -- out for a test run, slipping it into a waist pouch. It snugged neatly up against my back and didn't feel anymore annoying than any other phone would have been. I'm still playing around with it, FaceTiming the poor kids and posting to my new Instagram account, but so far, as they say, so good. And I love the legibility of the larger screen. For those of you wondering if this could be a phone for you, I should add that I don't often use my phone for speaking on, odd as that may sound. Texting, checking web for info, FaceTime, yes, but voice-to-voice conversations are limited. So I don't find it unwieldy at all.
Meanwhile, there's a ferry to catch, and a week to organize for, and a last few hours of weekend to savour. Happy Sunday!
Now perhaps you'll tell me -- do you have a tough time making technology decisions? How often do you replace your cellphone, on average? Do you resent or enjoy the learning curve of adjusting to a new system? Any tips to offer?