I go out and buy a third string of C7 lights tonight to go with the other two good strings I have so the tree will be nice and bright. I also bought some spare bulbs to replace any that aren’t working in the older sets. I get home and start working on the first string only to have it blow the fuse in the string. So I replace the fuse and start again and it blows again. Turns out there’s a bad socket on that string which will only light if you twist the cable a certain way. So that means I won’t have three strings of lights on the new tree at all and will have to try and make just two strings stretch. Probably for the best as the box says you shouldn’t have more than two attached anyway. Here’s the final result:
Well fuck, that’s not very bright at all. This tree is bigger than our last tree so I suppose that’s to be expected, but dammit if I don’t feel disappointed. It doesn’t help that the older of the two sets I put on blew a fuse during testing as well ensuring I couldn’t use the third string with the one bad socket if I wanted to because I’m all out of friggin’ fuses. The really annoying part is that the store had boxes of LED strings with 60 lights on a 22 foot string. The lights are smaller than the minis, but damned if they aren’t bright as hell and you can safely attach up to 43(!) strings of them together. They were going for $8.99 a box, about $3 more than the set I ended up buying, and I figured two strings would probably fit the tree while three would’ve been perfect. I wouldn’t have any twinkle lights in the bunch, but I would be cutting way back on the energy being used by the tree. Of course that’d be nearly $30 in lights when I really shouldn’t be spending any money at all. So I decided to be good and just buy the set I’d gone there for. Which of course ends up with me blowing fuses left and fucking right. I love my C7 bulbs, but they’re getting to be too much of a hassle. I’ll have to watch for deals on the LEDs after Christmas and try to snatch up as many as I can.
This is one of the recurring themes in my life. I get these great visions of how things’ll be so fantastic when I get done putting my best effort into them and they never quite turn out as grand as I envisioned them being. In my youth I’d spend hours working on some bit of art or some project that I’m sure will just stun everyone that sees it and it usually ended up being a crushing disappointment. I’m less crushed by them today only because I kind of expect to be disappointed, but it’s still damned annoying and it really puts a dent into my enthusiasm to even try some days.
For now I’ll have to learn to love my darker Krismas tree. Maybe once we get a few ornaments on it’ll look a little better.