I went to the hardware store this morning and bought up on energy-efficient light bulbs and have installed 6 so far that have just required me to stand on a kitchen chair to replace. Anything that requires a ladder is beyond me as I do not own a ladder, but I do 'own' a 6'2" husband who is the next best thing...
Of course I dropped one, shattering it into a million pieces. The child says to me: "Silly Mama" which is the latest phrase that is uttered a bazillion times a day. I should have said, "I'm doing this for your future, sunshine!" but the fact of the matter is that it was a little silly of me to try to balance on a rickety kitchen chair on an uneven porch to change the light bulb. Damn these kids with their know-all ways!
And then I discovered that some of my light fittings are bayonets and others are screw in types. So I have to go back to the hardware store to get the different types. And buy a replacement for the one I shattered. So I'm only going to use a tank of petrol to get this all right...sigh...
I know there is a "How many Picky Bitches does it take to change a light bulb?"-joke in all this somewhere but I just can't think of a decent punch-line. I'll leave that up to you...
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