The easy way:
Open trunk, pull back fabric on side needing to be changed, unscrew screws, push clips through, take off light, change bulb, put light back on, push clips through, and screw the screws back in. Time taken, less than 20 minutes
The hard way (aka how to make friends with your neighbors):
Open trunk, pull back fabric on side needing to be changed, unscrew screws, drop screw on driveway which is a gravel rock combo, spend a few minutes looking for screw, find screw, put screws on roof of car, pull on light, figure out there is something holding light in place, get baffled by clips, stare into trunk, get a family member to stare into trunk with you, neighbor stops by to help.. get them to stare into trunk with you, find disco cd's and yoga mat you'd forgotten about, another neighbor stops by.. get them to stare into trunk as well, talk about different ways to get light off, someone mentions duct tape (it won't show up because car is silver), send someone to google how to change the light, get hammer and piece of wood, tap clips out with hammer and wood, take light off, replace bulbs, drop clip on driveway, look for clip, find clip, put light back on, push clips through, look for screws, keep looking for screws, seriously think about duct tape since you can't find screws, keep looking for screws, find screws, look for screwdriver, find screwdriver, screw the screws in, thank neighbors for being helpful and invite them in for coffee. Time taken, one hour and forty five minutes.
My boy told me my rear brake light on the drivers side was out.. and my sister and mother assured me that they knew how to fix it. Heh.. I tend to stay away from fixing anything on cars, that's what mechanics are for. I let them talk me into letting them fix it (everyone I talked to assured me it was easy.. so easy that <<I>> could do it). I spent an amusing hour and forty five minutes watching mom, my sibling, and two neighbors attempt to fix my brake light.
It was better than a lot of comedy movies out now-a-days!
I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much. - Mother Theresa