This weekend, after having it on my "list" for 3 weeks, I FINALLY remembered to buy some more light bulbs for the quilt shop. Back when I purchased the building, I replaced all of the light fixtures in the main room. As usual, price was the main determining factor in deciding which fixtures to purchase.
(OK, minus the absolutely fabulous ceiling fans with the matching fabulous price tag that I fell in love with and had to have. They look cool, right?)
Little did I realize at the time, the cheap lights would prove to be an issue during the dark North Idaho winters. Plus, they go through regular light bulbs like a newborn baby goes through diapers. (A newborn, breast-fed baby, no less) And my dad, the ever reluctant but always coercible handy-man, was getting a little cranky about spending every other weekend changing light bulbs.
So, Saturday I dropped a $100 on light bulbs, of all the things I could think of to spend $100 on....super awesome, super expensive light bulbs weren't exactly top of my list. Except they were really getting necessary. So light bulbs jumped the list, passing up a badly needed mani/pedicure, and new speakers for my commuter car, and leaped into first place.
Then, my husband (a very good sport, indeed, to take ladder duty) and I spent an hour yesterday replacing every light bulb (ALL 24 of them!) in the main shop room. And Hallelujah, Let....There.....Be.....Light!!!!
What a difference! Wait until you visit the shop next, I know you'll be pleasantly surprised. I forgot to warn my mom about the switch, and she reports that when she switched the lights on this morning she thought for a moment that the building was on fire!
Monday, January 18, 2010
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