Well, Nikolai Tesla I'm not, but I got the garage rewired without burning it down or electrocuting myself.
Most of the work was overcoming another great idea by previous owner. Instead of running the circuit from the house to the door opener motor to a switch and then to plugs, he ran the circuit to the switch, THEN to the switch-operated plugs, THEN to the always-on garage door opener. It made things more complicated than they needed to be. But at 9 PM I had the door running, the lights working, and all ten fingers intact. A real electrician could have done the whole job in about an hour, but a real electrician doesn't live here, so frell that.
It works, it's ready for Monday, I'm satisfied.
Interlude: we were going to meet TJ and his buddies and take them for dinner. We were ready to leave, and called for Bogar the beagle. No answer. We found him in a planter box, literally pooped out, unable to move, ants crawling over him. OFF TO THE E-VET! Turns out he was in anaphylactic shock from bee sting or something. So he has spent the night at the E-vet, getting fluids and being watched for signs of internal disorder. I thought we were done with this gig when Comet died. well, he's alive, Kate's muchly relieved. Would have liked to have met TJ's friends, though.
Most of the work was overcoming another great idea by previous owner. Instead of running the circuit from the house to the door opener motor to a switch and then to plugs, he ran the circuit to the switch, THEN to the switch-operated plugs, THEN to the always-on garage door opener. It made things more complicated than they needed to be. But at 9 PM I had the door running, the lights working, and all ten fingers intact. A real electrician could have done the whole job in about an hour, but a real electrician doesn't live here, so frell that.
It works, it's ready for Monday, I'm satisfied.
Interlude: we were going to meet TJ and his buddies and take them for dinner. We were ready to leave, and called for Bogar the beagle. No answer. We found him in a planter box, literally pooped out, unable to move, ants crawling over him. OFF TO THE E-VET! Turns out he was in anaphylactic shock from bee sting or something. So he has spent the night at the E-vet, getting fluids and being watched for signs of internal disorder. I thought we were done with this gig when Comet died. well, he's alive, Kate's muchly relieved. Would have liked to have met TJ's friends, though.
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Sorry about missing dinner with Kiddo, but that's a bit of a scare when your ADD dog ain't moving.
::hug :: I'm pirating the net to do homework, so I'm afraid I must leave fast.
Scott
On the other side, I'm also glad that Lulubelle (Some people have hounds thrust upon them) seems to have gotten the housebreaking idea pretty well. (Considering this is the first time she's ever been in a house.)