Deb came over to the house tonight to fix her phone.
She had purchased one of those battery-replacement kits on-line and was looking forward to not spending $100 at the phone shop to have a battery put in for her; instead, she figured that she could do it herself. Because she's that kind of person.
So she came over before dinner and together we pulled out the kit and tried to figure out how on earth to get the silly phone apart -- it isn't as easy as it looks on YouTube! -- and after many, many attempts, heating up the edges with the hair dryer and prying at the gap with the plastic tools which were provided (and looked remarkably like oversized guitar picks), it suddenly came apart and we were able to move forward with the operation.
Unfortunately, the paint on the back cover decided to part company with the back cover, so we had a bit more interior cleanup to do than the video had led us to believe; but we cleaned it up as best we could and then got all the screws out (and they are very very tiny!) and pulled the two main pieces apart to extract the battery; and then she put the battery in and we got it all connected and then snapped the front and back halves together, and then voila! the phone was all together again, with a brand-new battery and (hopefully) a longer charge life.
Then we celebrated by making cookies!
My Mr Fix-it job of the week, aside from assisting my daughter with phone surgery, is to replace one of the side-lights on the Toyota. Which apparently fell apart this past weekend when I wasn't looking.
It was very odd, and it took me a moment -- one of those moments when you have to take a second look to make sure you are seeing what you think you are seeing -- to realize that it actually wasn't a broken light or a broken cover, but actually a case where the sealed lamp fell apart, right along the glued seam, and it isn't whole anymore but only half of a light.
I can only assume that the long-duration bath in the blazing sunlight of Washington, D.C., to which this poor car had been exposed by its previous owner prior to being parked for an extended time in a garage in Grand Rapids, had caused the glue/sealant to dry so badly that it no could no longer hold together, especially when subjected to a few bumps here and there by the innumerable potholes of Michigan.
Retracing my drives over the past few days did not reveal the final resting place of the other half of the light. I had hoped to find it in one piece so as to discover some definitive reason for its sudden departure, but I fear it is long gone now.
She had purchased one of those battery-replacement kits on-line and was looking forward to not spending $100 at the phone shop to have a battery put in for her; instead, she figured that she could do it herself. Because she's that kind of person.
So she came over before dinner and together we pulled out the kit and tried to figure out how on earth to get the silly phone apart -- it isn't as easy as it looks on YouTube! -- and after many, many attempts, heating up the edges with the hair dryer and prying at the gap with the plastic tools which were provided (and looked remarkably like oversized guitar picks), it suddenly came apart and we were able to move forward with the operation.
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Unfortunately, the paint on the back cover decided to part company with the back cover, so we had a bit more interior cleanup to do than the video had led us to believe; but we cleaned it up as best we could and then got all the screws out (and they are very very tiny!) and pulled the two main pieces apart to extract the battery; and then she put the battery in and we got it all connected and then snapped the front and back halves together, and then voila! the phone was all together again, with a brand-new battery and (hopefully) a longer charge life.
Then we celebrated by making cookies!
My Mr Fix-it job of the week, aside from assisting my daughter with phone surgery, is to replace one of the side-lights on the Toyota. Which apparently fell apart this past weekend when I wasn't looking.
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It was very odd, and it took me a moment -- one of those moments when you have to take a second look to make sure you are seeing what you think you are seeing -- to realize that it actually wasn't a broken light or a broken cover, but actually a case where the sealed lamp fell apart, right along the glued seam, and it isn't whole anymore but only half of a light.
I can only assume that the long-duration bath in the blazing sunlight of Washington, D.C., to which this poor car had been exposed by its previous owner prior to being parked for an extended time in a garage in Grand Rapids, had caused the glue/sealant to dry so badly that it no could no longer hold together, especially when subjected to a few bumps here and there by the innumerable potholes of Michigan.
Retracing my drives over the past few days did not reveal the final resting place of the other half of the light. I had hoped to find it in one piece so as to discover some definitive reason for its sudden departure, but I fear it is long gone now.
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So now we have an I Phone repair person. I will know just who to call if mine needs a battery replacement.
Surely enjoy your postings.
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