Damn you LED. I unplug unused appliances. I drive an electric car. We installed a house fan instead of air conditioning. The pool is salt, not chlorine.
Listen, I'm not a saint, but I try to do my part.
For 35 days out of the year - a little over a month - can I PLEASE get real Christmas lights? My childhood lights. Red, blue, green, white, orange. Opaque, beautiful goodness.
When Nate asked if we could do colored lights this year my one ask was, nothing fancy, nothing blinky, nothing etched - I wanted real colors, smooth finish, 80s goodness light bulbs. We bought five boxes, Nate made three additional trips to Ace hardware, and finished the job right as the storm hit.
He was so proud. And they do look great - lined up perfectly, framing the house and the garage.
But they look...off. The color's not right - it's colder, not warm. It's...just...it's just no.
And as I'm researching why my memory is not matching up, I find the answer. LED. I needed C9 bulbs. Heavenly C9 bulbs. And a C9 cord. I found them on Christmaslightsetc.com. I want to buy them and I want Nate to restring the house. Is this responsible? No.
But I really want it.