I had a plan for my Thursday evening. Come home, eat, clean, then collapse. I put on all the holiday lights when I realized that my Snowman...the one with a tree coming out of his head that dangles all those tiny ornaments and radiates the colorful lights, blew its bulb.
Noooooooooooooo! I can't have December without that Snowman. For ten years in KY, it was my Christmas tree - the only decoration I had.
I took the guy apart immediately, and found the bulb I need. I know that it is unlikely to find at a Home Depot or a Lowes (because I had to replace my mother's Snowman bulb a few years ago), so I went online and found a website that specializes in such bulbs. I learned from ordering that there's a 140% markup on these bulbs in stores. I ordered two and eat some of the cost with shipping and handling.
But I'm okay, because I hope my Snowman will be working by next week. The entire house is lit and I find great comfort in sitting in my chair and having my glowing Snowman tree beside me. Yesterday, he no longer lit up and I was devastated. Of course, then the IPad went. But that was an update issue and three hours later I got it fixed. So, I didn't vegetate like I anticipated I would - rather, I grew frustrated, watched football, and sulked.