After weeks and weeks of making do with the bit of natural light that comes through the bathroom window and the bit of artificial light produced by two small sconces on either side of the mirror, I finally got around to persuading Hugh to haul in the ladder and replace the bulbs in the overhead fixture.
Dang.
New national plan: we'd both reduce our electricity consumption and prevent massive damage to the well-being of millions of middle-aged women by removing all the overhead lightbulbs in all the bathrooms in the United States. One small step for woman, one giant leap for womankind.
The thoughts and adventures of a woman confronting her second half-century.
About Me
- Facing 50
- Woman, reader, writer, wife, mother of two sons, sister, daughter, aunt, friend, state university professor, historian, Midwesterner by birth but marooned in the South, Chicago Cubs fan, Anglophile, devotee of Bruce Springsteen and the 10th Doctor Who, lover of chocolate and marzipan, registered Democrat, practicing Christian (must practice--can't quite get the hang of it)--and menopausal.
Names have been changed to protect the teenagers. As if.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
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