Sure, this looks like a simple bathroom light from the 1950s, but it’s so much more. This is a simple bathroom light from the 1950s with working light bulbs. I have lights in my bathroom and they work! I thought this day would never come.
The best part about all this light-business is that I didn’t have to lift a finger to make it happen, other than buy $50 in light bulbs three months ago so they could sit in the laundry room and collect dust. After that, my job was done. The Mister stepped in the day after Christmas and changed all the light bulbs for me, even though he is a mole and prefers to live in the dark with the glow of late night TV as our only light.
While he was on the step-ladder bringing color to our lives, he noticed how dusty everything was so he cleaned out all the cans, did something to improve the lighting or electricity or something (zzzzzzzzzz), and then cleaned our ugly ceiling fan–motor, shades, and blades. This is probably why I can never get him to change a light bulb. He turns everything into refurbishment project. I just change the bulbs and step back if the dust starts to spark. While the ceiling fan was apart, he noticed that the ugly faux-oak blades were only on one side. On the other side were ugly faux-cherry blades, which is far better.
“You’re going to love this, Jules. By flipping the blades on the ceiling fan it goes from ugly to…I don’t know. It’s still ugly.”
He’s right, but it’s doesn’t matter. I’m happy there’s enough light for me to even see the ugly.
Hey, I resemble this remark: He turns everything into refurbishment project.
Must be why I loved it so!
Never though I could enjoy a post about changing light bulbs so much. You make it all so entertaining and philosophical at the same time. Thanks for starting my year off so well. :)
I can so relate. I ask my husband to do one simple thing and it turns into a major project of epic proportion. I usually wait a long time till the next one.
I’m the one who turns everything into a much bigger deal. It’s why I took the holidays off from cleaning. I knew that if I started, I wouldn’t want to stop – especially since I had a LOT of free time to dust and vacuum the apartment to death. :-)
Ha!! I can totally relate. We totally gutted and renovated our basement bathroom, except the pesky vanity light. I told myself I’d replace it, but to date we’ve still just got a half working vanity light. :) Here is the reno, so far: http://lemongroveblog.com/2013/05/16/b-b-b-basement-bath/
LOL! My husband had to replace the laundry room lights a couple days after Christmas, and it was the same way. The fixture got cleaned out, he got “new and improved” bulbs that make my eyes hurt every time I flip them on, and while he was at it he decided he’d clean off the tops of the cabinets. It’s the only cleaning he’s voluntarily done in a dog’s age…
My husband and I rarely fight, but we do consistently passive-aggressively turn out the lights (its sooooo bright in here, it hurts my eyes) and turn them back on (why must we live in a damn cave???).