I don’t think I’m technologically illiterate, but there are times I’m ready to
give up and go back to the days of the rotary
dial telephone and snail mail communication.
Like today, for
instance.
My iPhone instructed me
that I had a software update to install and, like a good little techno-geek, I pressed
the Settings tab to comply. Except that my iPhone got snippy with me and told
me I didn’t have enough storage to complete the task.
Take that, iPhone 4!
Sure, it was an
expensive alternative to actually deleting stuff off my phone, but, hey, I was
ready for a new one anyway.
This time,
unfortunately, my phone isn’t eligible for an upgrade and I refuse to pay $600
for a new one. So I figured I’d better investigate the source of the clog.
Turns out that the
bajillion photos I’ve taken on my iPhone are taking up the lion’s share of the
storage. This was not surprising since I had no less than fifty-seven photos of our friends’
twins messily playing with smash cakes on their first birthday a couple months
ago. Fifty-seven!
And this was only a small portion of the photos I took that
day.
Lots of photos, yeah, but they sure are cute! |
You thought I was kidding?! |
And why I haven’t
deleted the two dozen photos my niece recently took of the inside of her mouth in
order to count the number of teeth she has, I do not know. Perhaps I was thinking I could someday embarrass
her with them or something. Hee hee.
Evil Aunt Jane, I know.
Anyway, I spent half the
day trying to figure out how to get the photos off the phone and onto the
external hard drive I purchased for this very purpose.
And, while I somehow
managed to get eight hundred seventy-two photos onto the hard drive, there were
many, many more photos than that on
my phone. Which doesn’t compute.
Kidding. I don't have a great aunt Myrtle. |
In frustration, I tried simply
trashing all the photos on the phone. I figured
I’d risk deleting that last photo of great aunt Myrtle celebrating her 100th
birthday because somehow, somewhere I have stuff stored on the “Cloud” and
surely that photo must already be saved. Right?
Yeah, right. I pretend
like I know what the Cloud is all about, but in truth, I have no real freaking
clue. Like…where do I find stuff that is stored on this mystical Cloud?
Got me.
I tried Googling
instructions on the photo transfer process, but got frustrated and had to step away
from the computer, lest I do something drastic and toss the thing out the
window. Instead, I did Saturday chores
like watering the plants, washing the darks and scrubbing the toilets. Believe
me, I had to be extremely frustrated with
my online search to have preferred scrubbing toilets over deciphering Google
instructions.
Eventually, I wandered
back to the computer and tried again. I read something about how photo albums
added using iTunes cannot be deleted from the iPhone unless one accesses iTunes
and makes the change there.
Great. I no longer have iTunes loaded on any
computers we own because I exceeded the number of computers I had loaded it
on. And, while I thought I had followed instructions and “unauthorized” old
computers that had iTunes on them before recycling the machines, evidently I
didn’t.
Sigh.
In the end, I manually
deleted enough photos to give me adequate storage to allow the Software update.
It doesn’t make me any
more informed about the correct process, but at least I got the job done.
Until the next update,
anyway.
And I'm really hoping that by then I’ll
be eligible for a phone upgrade and I can tell snippy iPhone 5 where he can stick it when he tells me I don't have enough storage for the update.
Okay, technology rant
over. For today.
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