Lessons Learned from Leaving Christmas Lights Out All Year

[fivecats]

Red Light
December 2005 Raleigh, NC
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Contrary to popular belief, I actually do learn from my past. Most of the time. Okay, some of the time. For instance, at work, "The Wizard of Oz" and I are ancient history. I will check the yard for Big Rocks before mowing the lawn now. And I won't be cutting my hair again for a long, long time.

Today's "What Have We Learned" comes from a story I told back a few weeks ago having to do with being the first on our block to have our house's Christmas lights turned on. Those who have been following along with the story will remember that we were the first because I never took them down last year. They've been up there, unlit, all year long where I've smiled at them through the seasons.

What I failed to mention a few weeks ago was that a number of the lights no longer worked. Like lots of them. The one string that ran across the apex of the roof (which, in my defense, had some serious problems last year) was completely dead with some of the bulbs partially filled with water. Those that ran along the gutters were maybe 20% dead, with many of them suffering from a sad lack of paint on the outside of the bulb.




Green Light
December 2005 Raleigh, NC
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I climbed up on the roof this past weekend and spent some time replacing most of the dead bulbs and resolved to take them down sometime after Christmas.

It almost feels like cheating now.

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Comments

[fivecats.livejournal.com]

Yikes! Are you suggesting that we contribute to White Blight? No way!

In fact, our little suburban block used to be all White Blight when we first moved in -- all except us. I refused. Big C9 colored lights gathered from multiple Thrift Stores and hung all around the outside of the house was what I insisted on.

Now our neighbors feel much freer to express themselves in whatever colors of lights they fancy -- most have colored lights, in fact.

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[vavaverity.livejournal.com]

Whight Blight! Whight Blight! Whight Blight! Whight Blight! Whight Blight!

You non-conformist.

[fivecats.livejournal.com]

That would be me, the guy with the pony tail who's sensibilities are stuck somewhere in the 70s - 80s.

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