I seldom go dashing into the bedroom to awaken The Curmudgeon, but last night I did.

     It seems that when I flipped the switch on the back porch to turn on the light a snap, crackle, and popping noise came from it.  I knocked it off in a hurry and ran to my nearest electrician.  Yep, The Curmudgeon.  He actually went to school for it way back In high school though he never did make a career out of it.

     He told me to not turn it on for the rest of the night and he’d look at it in the morning.

     Duh, like I’d hit that switch again after that.

     Wouldn’t you’d know he forgot about it all day.  I asked him if he’d fixed it at dinner and found out then.  He worked on it afterwards.  I carried a bar stool out there for him, helped remove the screws, and left the rest for him to do.  I do not like to play with electricity.

     Now when I turn on the light out there I don’t hear all sorts of bad noises.  Yay, for The Curmudgeon on fixing it.

     You all have a good one!

English: General Electric Mercury switch circa 1960 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)