Golden Touch CRAPS

I have 18 lights on the outside of my property and it is a pain in the neck to change a bulb that is out because a bulb is always going out. However, being the stoic that I am, I will trudge outside and change a bulb when I need to. Some of these bulbs are high enough that I need a ladder.

The lights are divided into four zones: the two sides, the front of the house and the back. At night, you can probably see my property from space.

Two nights ago one side of my house had all the lights out. I figured it must be the wiring - the previous owner from whom we bought the house 17 years ago thought of himself as a tinkerer. He decided to do outside lights with inside extension cords. But I had most of those fixed but every so often we find some other idiotic electrical thing he did.

I would love to read him the riot act but he's dead.

So I called my electrician to come over and check out the problem. I left a message on his office phone.

There were five lights out. It had to be something wrong with the circuits because five lights couldn't possibly blow all at once, could they?

So last night I figured always go with the simple step first. Take out an old bulb and put a new one in and see what happens.

It lit...and I replaced all the other bulbs and they lit. Five stinking bulbs went out at once.

I know the lights hate me and want to ruin my life. If I were God I would declare, "Let there be light!" for Frank Scoblete's house and I would never have to change a damn bulb again. Either that or maybe I should just not do anything except "curse the darkness."