The lamp by my bed has been flickery for a while. I knew it had something to do with the power cord, but I didn’t know where exactly. But on Thursday, I found out. It was in the switch. Some sparks flew, and it smelled like burning.
I was going to shop for a new lamp, but then I remembered I had a lamp in my closet. I had brought it from Baltimore, and all this time it’s just been sitting doing nothing.
I could use the old shade, but it has a different light socket than the old lamp, so I had to use a new bulb. It’s a different color of light. I’m not sure I like it, but at least I have light. Yay!