I opened the door into the house, closing the garage door as I passed. Then, I flipped the light switch and the light turned on. I carried my purse upstairs and set it on the chair.
Once I finished what I needed to in the kitchen, I grabbed the vacuum and carried it upstairs, flipping two lights switches and bright light following.
Now this whole experience was very exciting. Why you ask? Well, my ceilings, especially along the stairs, are very tall. I am very short. So, when a light bulb goes out, the light stays off. But now I have a tall fiancé and so…Let there be light! 💡