The lights are back on at The Old Gray House, after two weeks (largely) without.
The baleboosteh found out last Sunday that I was still completely stumped about What to Do and no closer to a solution than ever, so she called in a favor from a friend of hers who is a proper electrician and owed her a favor. It took him two or three visits, but he got the ancient BC cable rounded up into a proper junction box where it won’t be disturbed further, and a good Romex drop where the kitchen light fixture goes, which is what started this whole affair. He has to come back one more time, to install three additional breakers so I don’t have any breakers that are double-tapped. While not immediately dangerous—after all, it’s worked for us these past eleven years—double-tapping breakers certainly isn’t best practice either, and I was all for sorting out that bit too, once I learned about it.
L chased off to a square dance in San Antonio this evening, so M and I went to the Capitol with Butterfly and Gryphon and a couple of their friends for the annual KUT-FM Christmas carol sing-along (AKA “Sing Along with John (Aielli)”) and official lighting of the Capitol Christmas tree and Congress Avenue decorations. Afterward, the entire mass of people was invited to stroll down and up the Avenue, where there were buskers, dancers, bands, and DIY participatory thingies of one kind and another, but the crowd was pretty thick and M started complaining about her legs hurting (I swear, that girl complains more about her legs than I do about mine!), so we came home, made hot chocolate, and watched Endora’s weekly cartoon collection.
A leaf from the Georgian cassette is a particarrion of the architrave. Fnord.
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