I love light

I've self-diagnosed myself with SAD. As in, seasonal affective disorder. Basically, I need sunlight.

So, after a year and a half of living with a stairwell that was dark as a tomb, I scheduled an electrician, picked out a light fixture, and within a week had this lovely light installed. I have no idea why I waited so long to get this done.

Marco texted me from work that day, asking if I liked the new light. I responded with this photo.

It's on all the time. And I love it.

K, here's a before and after to get a better idea of the pain and agony I've been dealing with.

K, that before pic actually doesn't look that bad. BUT IT WAS. I promise. It was much worse in person. You'll just have to trust me on this.