Payback

You know what they say about payback. Right after last night’s discussion over the roll-top desk, my husband took on the task of checking the kitchen light fixture for a short. One of the 5 lights has never worked in the 5, almost 6 years we have lived here. It was a failed attempt. This morning, at 6:20am, I was in our room changing the sheets and that fixture crashed to the table and into a thousand pieces. He was outside watering the flowers on the back porch, but I can’t believe he didn’t hear it. I walked to the back door and opened the storm door and said, “I’m not cleaning up this mess.” He walked back in and somberly said, “Oh my.” So we have been to Home Depot for a replacement. They still had the same cheap fixture, so we just got that.