24th June 2018
I continued on with the big cut. I had Supertramp blaring out, so I was in the groove, or on the line. I had cut through the vertical panels, with just the shelves to go. My mind went into “I think I have a better way” mode. I removed the oak frame around the front, this was relatively easy to pull off. Then I proceeded to lever the shelves out of their dowel locations. This worked, so I was able to lift out the subdivisions and set them aside. I was going to pat myself on the back, but first I wanted to reposition the main carcase, I had set it on an stool to make the cutting of the end panel easier. As I lifted it back up to vertical, the whole structure collapsed like a pack of cards.
I was left standing alone amongst a stack of panels. “Mmm,” I thought, ” I didn’t want that to happen”.

We drove over to our friend Bethanne because I had been volunteered to change some light switches out for new ones. Also there was a problem with the bathroom light and fan operating from one switch as opposed to two.
My electrical knowledge is a little limited in the UK but it is zero here, but I could give it a try.
First task was to find which circuit breaker controlled the supply. Twenty trips up and down the basement stairs finally nailed that one. I was happy that Kelli and Bethanne could sit at the bar and munch through a salad as I passed them multiple times. I managed to sort the problem out after some head scratching. The rest of the jobs were simple, so when we left, I was still alive.