Tonight I went into the living room. As usual, I turned on the lamp. No light. Apparently another light bulb had vanished into the unknown. I checked to find an empty socket. I don't know why my mother has this sudden thing about light bulbs. This is the fourth one that has gone to some mystery place. Not serious -- just one of those dementia things that defy explanation.
Let's hope this behavior has a short life.
I decided to look up light bulbs in a dream dictionary online. The author wrote, "To see a light bulb in your dream suggests that you are ready to accept and/or face reality. It refers to your consciousness..." This does make me wonder if the dream may have had some meaning -- that something in her reality had blown. Maybe she is stashing some light bulbs just in case. Hard to know. I'm just glad she can't reach the ceiling lights.