One of the lightbulbs is burnt out in the hallway, and I tried to fix it earlier today, but even on a chair I can't reach the blasted ceiling. Marcos took the reins tonight, with me playing the part of surgical assistant: "Screwdriver. Take the screws. Lightbulb." It was actually another good lesson in how to swear in Spanish, because Marcos' screwdriver rotates when you use it, and he had a hell of a time getting the screws out. My parents put a screwdriver in my stocking this year, and I really wish I'd packed it now. Anyway, the lightbulb I had on hand won't fit in there, so the job's only half done. I sadly still can't see very well into my closet, so dressing will be interesting, hahaha. I got my suitcase yesterday, but I hadn't yet opened it until today. I have to do major laundry again because the stuff inside was all damp (ick). I washed and hung the lights yesterday, but they're still drying, so it will probably take me into next week to finish it all. I hope they don't mildew before then. Perhaps I could just wash them all and string my underwear up all over the apartment to dry like some sort of inappropriate and super early preparation for Valentine's Day.