Swimming Metaphors
Well, I worked on the house for a while Saturday and all I did was hurt my back. Nothing much got done at all. And again I've had to hold out on working on anything that even involves much bending over. I feel like I'm treading water now and it's incredibly frustrating. But treading water is better than drowning, right? Well whatever the metaphor, the more time that passes without any progress, the more depressed I get about it.
All I do is draw more and more diagrams. I had to draw a diagram on the computer no less to figure out where I could fit my slanted joist hangers in my complicated slanted ceiling plan. This whole thing is way too complicated. Vicki asked me why don't I just make it not slanted? Well, if I wanted the flat ceiling I should have left the one that was ALREADY THERE! But no, I tore all the walls and ceiling out and now it would be just as complicated to do a flat ceiling as a slanted one pretty much. Doh!
Also, today I checked the wiring in the track light and everything seems to be in the right place. If I'm understanding how the switch works, the problem is probably a short in the 3-wire cable between the switches. Maybe a wire staple damaged a wire... I'm still not sure. I'm afraid the only way to fix that is put big holes in my new walls. I've got to get a volt meter.