Matt and I went to our new home at about 2:00 PM, primarily to meet the cable installer. You see, having reliable, high-speed Internet is a necessity for Matt in our new house. He plans to work from home some days and without it …>bzzt!<… that would be nearly impossible.
Anyway, it’s almost a cliché, but the cable guy was quite late (but still within the 2-hour window). He worked almost 4 hours getting our 3 connections readied. The sun had long since gone over the yardarm, and dusk was setting in. So I started turning on lights. Some lights. All lights. Dimmable and not. And what I found was: I really like the feel of our home in the evening and night.
I especially like the soft lighting in the kitchen afforded by the under-counter task lights and the nightlight feature on the microwave. Sounds crazy; but I can very much see relaxing in the living room bathed only by the soft light from those fixtures.
The tone will change in a couple of weeks when we move, bringing with us our “occasional lamps.” But I think I’ll still like the microwave nightlight and the under-counter lights.