We made progress in wiring the upstairs. Now we just have one bathroom and one bedroom to wire. I also put in some low-voltage backboxes so I can can put in CAT5 (for ethernet or phone) and maybe coax at a later date. Liz also patched all the extra large holes I made…
In the process of finding a good path to pull new wiring from the basement, we decided that our numerous sorta-unwanted housemates had to die! That’s right… spiders. I know spiders provide a good service in reducing bugs and all… but I think we had just a few too many. As I was putting the glow-in-the-dark wire-puller up the wall, several of our smaller housemates dropped down on me to say “hi”. I don’t like spiders, but I leave them alone if the leave me alone. If they are in my space, I move them. However, if they touch me… Game over! Meet Mr. Fumigator!
So we hit a couple snags while continuing our current quest of rewiring the upstairs. You see, where we thought we could run the wire straight up from the basement, turns out to not be a viable option. So we ventured down to the spider-infested basement (more about that later) and searched for a new path to run power up to the second floor. Now, instead of coming up through the kitchen, we’re coming up through the where the kitchenette in apartment 3 used to be. I say used to be, because we spent most of today (which we didn’t expect) pulling it out. This involved a lot of unscrewing of unnecessary parts trying to figure out how the damn thing went together/came apart. Several screws, the oven door, the burners, random pieces of sheet metal and a whole lot of what I like to call plumber-language (just think of every 4-letter word you can and string them all together) later, we got it out and away from the wall. And we also inherited a few treasures; a moldy lemon, a dried bottle of dish detergent and a recipe for “Creamed Dried Beef”. We also discovered that not only did the thing look like it was from the 50’s it weighed like it was made in the 50’s. So Travis called in reinforcements and thanks to EJ’s extra set of muscles, we got the kitchen out to it’s temporary home on the sidewalk. Not exactly what we expected to do today, but it needed to be done anyway. We can always work on the rest of the wiring tomorrow…
A minor victory has been won against the sink in former Apt 4. See… I decided to replace the faucet with a nicer one since the old hardly work and was pretty nasty. With the new came a new drain stopper and assembly. I thought, “Heck, I’ll just replace the entire p-trap.” In the process of removing the old formerly-chrome-now-rust p-trap, a small section of the cast iron drain pipe in the wall came out with it. This certainly made an easy job very difficult.
