Justin spent well over 24 hours this past weekend working with the rockin' electricians. They ate, drank and slept wiring, and didn't leave until nearly midnight on Sunday. Their time was well spent as they passed inspections with flying colors on the first round.
Here's a great example of what J and the guys from Statewide Electrical put together. You'll notice the switchbox above has room for 5 switches. We're trying to minimize the "wall acne" (a term coined by Susan Susanka in our remodel bible, The Not So Big House) by ganging as many of the switches together as logical. Furthermore, we're trying to order the switches in a sensible manner. This is to decrease the flicking on and off of lights trying to find the correct one. Few things bugged me more with our last house than trying to turn on the outdoor light and instead starting our 90-decibel garbage disposal. Our friend Shawn M. once did it late at night while visiting. I think it nearly killed him.
On a green note. The metal recycling guy stopped by this morning, as he does every Monday. We're usually pretty good about leaving all scraps out for him, but, in the haze that was this weekend, managed to dump some of the wiring. I walked up to the house as he was fishing it out of the dumpster. Though we've never met, I can tell that he's good people. He only takes what's on the street or in the dumpster, and never comes on site. I think he has his regular rounds, and seems to know the construction crew. What a great mutualism.
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