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.
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.
Let's hope this behavior has a short life.