Holy Globe

I was ready to conduct internet research to figure out how to unscrew the globe when daughter called, “I did it!”

But now there’s a nut we can’t loosen to get to the lightbulb. Each of us perched precariously on the stairs and working through the stairway slats, I held the globe while she went at it. She held while I went at it. The nut would not budge. I paused and noted, “This is a job for the handyman.” Note to self: hire the handyman.

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