Notes that turn into a tissue

I've been a few days with reminders everywhere. A note here, a note there. To remember that I needed to replace a bulb (one out of two in one lamp). It's a special bulb that must be held in a tissue.
This time I added and enlarged the reminder, and put up a ladder close to the shower so that this time I would actually change the bulb. I climbed the ladder

, Holding the new bulb, including the tissue, in my hand, and then I put it down for a second on the shelf below me. And boom! I fell to the floor and shattered! Luckily, in my mind I switched a lightbulb - in case I had to change a lamp in another lamp in the apartment and I would not have one extra, then remembered (this time) that there was a new light bulb in the hallway lamp that I had replaced two weeks ago and I hardly lit the lamp in the corridor, In the shower the one that shattered
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The panic calmed down with the light on my head, and I remembered to wear flip-flops so as not to step on the broken glass on my way down from the ladder.

I went down with him to the lamp in the corridor, took the bulb carefully (so as not to break),
walked with the ladder back to the shower, climbed the ladder,
opened the lamp on both sides, and put the bulb in the corridor. I closed the lamp I checked the light switch - working!
Then I had an idea (in the form of a lighted bulb) in my mind - to buy a rack with clips to put reminders on - if I did not forget to look at these reminders, as I did with this shower bulb, until I put the ladder close to the shower and had no choice but to change.

But as a woman who replaces a bulb alone, I 'held' myself from a man of interest, with great manic feelings and surreal narcissism. So I decided to gamble in the casino to make money for cigars and other light bulbs, because my inventory is over, just in case another one shatters.

Then I remembered that I had not changed my diaper today. I ran to the bathroom, stepping on pieces of shattered light, with my flip-flops, which reminded me to sweep and clean.
I changed a diaper and cleaned the floor until it was shiny and polished.

Now I felt good about myself, as befits a 3-year-old girl with a strict education. I turned on the light again and stared at myself in the mirror "You're beautiful," I reminded myself, tired of the mania. And the feelings of reality that began to return to my tired mind,
feelings that remind me to stop gambling because it is unhealthy financially. I reminded myself that it was too late,
and put aside the money to buy the new bulbs and threw out the cigars, and I thought maybe it was better to sleep, and the way to turn off the light all over the house,
to let the eyes rest - through the dark, like migraine, And remember that tomorrow is a new day, with natural light from the window, until the evening, and then lighting the lamps again, and also candles! Happy Hanukkah! Tahta.