iPhone Found AND Beware The iCloud…
My first cell phone was the size of a footlong sub and the only app it came was a small bag of potato chips. My next phone was a fancy (at the time) flip phone. It was a hand-me-down but I didn’t care. It’s not like anyone ever called me—I had the “emergency plan” and only used my phone if my car broke down or I was late for work. So I pretended to be on a call, acting as though I was engaged in an important conversation. The 90s were a confusing and narcissistic time for me. When the teasing about my antiquated flip phone (which was now held together with tape) became too much, I upgraded. I bought my first my iPhone a few years ago and I haven’t looked back. Then iCloud came along and it had me mystified. Actually, it still does. I don’t understand it, but it seems to be functioning to my benefit, so I’m just going with it. My husband and I are in completely in sync. We share everything from calendars to task lists. I LOVE having access to his enigmatic honey-do list. I can add to it[…]
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