It’s 4:44 am and 44 degrees inside Sparta as my frigid fingers type clumsily. Though numerology does interest me, I did not get up at this ridiculous hour just to begin this entry with a series of “4s” as if to assign particular significance to it. Truth be told, I have been up since 12:30 this morning when it was a balmy 49 degrees and for the past 4 hours (there’s that number again) I have been solving my electrical problems. Although I had tested every circuit when originally installed, I had decided to do so again before sealing it all up behind walls. That’s where the problems began. Shit wasn’t turning on as it previously had. After spending most of yesterday racking my brain for answers as to why significant portions of my 12 volt system were not working, I finally said “fuck it” and went to bed at 6 pm. Beating the sun to bed is hard to do in early March but I had simply had enough with fruitless problem-solving and I decided to climb into bed before doing something foolish, like calling an electrician at $120/hr.
After six fitfull hours of sleep, I bounded out of bed and walked over to 7-Eleven for two large cups of something vaguely coffee-like. Once I forced those down I went to work. Things usually go better with a fresh start on an old problem and, sure enough, within a few hours I had worked everything out. Information gleaned the day before from my daughter’s friend, Saylor, helped immeasurably. But a few issues remained – their secrets trapped behind insulation, ceiling pieces, etc.
Ultimately, the culprits were discovered – a connection that had shaken loose from the wire nut, a wire pulled loose during the insulation process and a recessed can fixture that I had forgotten to connect. Too bad that one required removing a piece of ceiling…rats! But the biggest problem, one that almost cooked my 12 volt battery thus filling Sparta with an acrid odor, was a buried, unconnected set of wires intended for a future fan. They had simply been overlooked when the insulation was put in and the black and white leads were touching. That’s a big No – No and made me glad I am going mostly 12 volt here. So though I have not yet tested the 120v ac/dc plug array, I am happy to report that all is copacetic with the low voltage stuff. I can now think about going back to bed, having accomplished more this morning than I do in an average week.