Planned obsolescence

Apparently, I bought my current phone in the summer of 2019, which means it's nearly two years old. Which is a formidable age for a phone, these days. Which I know, because on Saturday morning I woke up and discovered that my phone, which was plugged into its charger, wouldn't turn on.

I went into the local phone repair shop this morning, as soon as it opened. The fix only took 20 minutes and the price was reasonable -- compared to buying a brand-new phone. The charging port was fucked, is all. A quick and easy fix, and now my phone is charging as normal. I didn't even need to replace the battery.

Now I need to pencil in a date to replace my phone, so I can stay ahead of it and not find myself scrambling to the repair shop at inconvenient times. So much of what I do these days is tied up in my phone, it's dreadfully inconvenient to be without one, even if it's just for one (weekend) day. Even when the repair guy said, "it'll be done in 20 minutes, come back then," I was like, "how do I know how long that is?" I have no innate time-sense whatsoever.

Anyway, early next winter I'm getting a new phone, apparently.