So last night after taking Patty and Linus for a long walk ryan and I sit down in our living room to eat dinner and watch TV. However the NEW ceiling fan/light wont work. all the other lights work but not either NEW fan. One in the office and the one in the living room. Sooo what else do we do but call my dad. He thinks a wire could have loosened up in the attic. So reluctantly ryan goes into the attic after i have to kill all the power in the house so that ryan will feel safe. So i'm sitting in the dark hoping whatever ryan is doing will make the lights go on. but after 2 tries nothing. Ryan then decides that all he can do is re-wire the WHOLE box in the attic, which he thinks will take 20-30 minutes. So i have to hold the lantern for him and i have to get in the attic with insulation and rat poop and sit on the 2" side of a 2x4 for an hour! We decided if this now perfect wiring job didnt work we would have to call ryans grandpa (also an electrician). But i was convinced it would work.
So i turn all the power back on and slowly walk up the stairs from the basement because i can already tell that the living room light still isnt on. so the night of relaxing has turned into and hour and a half of playing with wires. It turns out after another phone call to my dad that the same box is connected to our bathroom and then it clicks earlier that morning i was playing with the outlet in the bathroom, the test, reset buttons. I think when i figured it out Ryan wanted to kick me :) that was the problem all along. We even missed half of American Dreams. I was so pissed.
That was our exciting Wednesday night. I NEVER want to spend a night in our attic again, thank you.
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