Lost in the Dark

When nature calls late at night, beware the broken lamp switch

By Paul Sullivan

Published: February 29, 2012

The first time I visited Dan and Mary Ann at their luxurious new lake cabin, I slept in the mother-in-law suite. Around 3 a.m., I woke up in the pitch-black room desperately needing to pee. I’d forgotten to turn on the night-light. I clicked the bedside lamp switch several times. Nothing.
No time to futz with the lamp. I got up, trying to remember the layout of the suite and the direction of the bathroom. Shuffling in the dark with my arms forward like a zombie, I stubbed my toe. Gah! That was something heavy; maybe a bookcase. When the throbbing eased, I realized I was turned around and totally lost in the dark.

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