Submitted by megan on Sun, 07/12/2009 - 21:48
I have no lights upstairs! Take that, lizard brain.
Steve dropped by this afternoon and stood around ready to call 911 should I electrocute myself. And also to hold the fixtures up because it make me nervous to have them dangling around on just the wires.
But they're down, the one in Mac's Room and the one in my bedroom. That was a surprise, slightly, that one, but the advantage of being up early on Sunday morning is that you get first crack at the ceiling fans listed on Kijiji. So out to Kanata I go, to save several 10s of dollars on a used one.
Apparently, so Steve says, electricity is not magic, and follows fairly standard rules. Like, when the breaker and the switch are turned off, there is no electricity. Crazy, what.
I feel pretty good about putting the new fixtures in my own self.