8 December - Emily
Twenty minutes ago, walked into the auberge and turned on the light, and one of the three light bulbs made a little sputtering noise and went out. That happened to another light bulb a few weeks ago. If the third one goes out, we will be dwelling in darkness . . . I've also broken two glasses (they were probably old nutella jars anyway, so it might not be that bad), a plate or two, and the handle off of a mug. (The drying rack for the dishes gets full and kind of slope-y sometimes, and making towers with dishes is a bad idea.) That means we have one mug out of six or seven that actually has a handle.
I hope we get our housing deposit back.
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