After about an hour of watching him stare at the old fan and read and re-read the instructions - shutting off the power, turning it back on - I called my dad!
"Dad, could you please come over and help Mike install the ceiling fan in our bedroom - I'm afraid he's going to electrocute himself!"
My daddy, being the wonderful person he is - said he'd be here in a few minutes.
Unfortunately for my dad that was oh - almost three hours ago and they're just now getting the blades on the fan! Something about how the other one was installed made it very difficult for them to get the new one started.
A trip to Kmart provided some kind of special screws they needed and I'm once again thankful that my dad is an electrician (avionic) but hey - wires are wires!
I'll be busy using the Kilz on the floors and then we need to get some kind of floor leveler...
oh and I just discovered that the nice, expensive ceiling fan Mike brought home - uses NIGHT LIGHT BULBS for lighting..
grrrr. this is why men shouldn't be allowed to pick out stuff like that! It's a pretty fan, but nightlights don't put out a ton of light. Now I have to go hunting for high wattage light bulbs with the tiny connectors.
joy.
updates to come soon.
