A few weeks ago we decided it was time to break out the ladder and change lightbulbs. Unlike the apartments we were used to, we have several different sizes of bulbs and lots of heavy light fixtures. But at the end we successfully changed all the bulbs and again had light in our house. Success!
We thought.
Several days ago we were sitting on the couch and heard a loud crash from upstairs (there have been lots of loud crashes around these parts - see previous post). Once we ran upstairs, we noticed that the light fixture in the hall had fallen and crashed to the floor. One of the exact light fixtures where we had just changed the bulb. As I start to turn and give TB an accusatory look for not correctly re-attaching the fixture, he immediately reminds me that we had trouble with that fixture. Ahhhh, I did remember somthing about it's screws were odd and we had decided that they were stripped, but then somehow got it to stay. As I'm feeling guilty for starting to blame TB, I'm thinking darn, maybe we should have replaced those screws. What a stroke of bad luck.
Until............it happened again! Monday I was dilligently working downstairs and I heard the same suspicious crash from upstairs. Our upstairs hallway has two identical light fixtures and the second had fallen.
How's the old saying go? Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. We can blame the first fixture on the screws, but I'm not sure we can do it twice. How sad is it that we can't change lightbulbs without physically breaking the entire fixture. We really need to get a handle on this whole home ownership thing. Stat.
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