Home Improvement from Hell
Tuesday, November 13th, 2007 by mattLast night I went out to the store to buy some new light bulbs. While I was there, Liz called and asked me if I could buy a new light fixture for the kitchen ceiling. The one we’ve had is none too bright, something that is really noticeable now that the sun is once again retreating to the southern hemisphere. We’ve talked about replacing it, and I guess Liz decided that today was the day.
I headed over to Menards and started looking at their ceiling mounted fixtures. It’s hard to compare light brightness from memory. (In fact, it’s pretty much physiologically impossible.) I called Liz and asked her to take a look at our current fixture and tell me what type and wattage bulb was in there, so I could be sure I was buying something beefier.
Liz put down the phone to get up and check the bulb. A minute later Fiona got on the phone and said that “mommy is stuck” cause the light fixture had come off the ceiling and Liz couldn’t get it back on the ceiling. She was standing on a chair, holding the light above her head.