I kept hearing Mike the Electrician's Helper saying, "There's something in the wall here," as he struggled to push the fish tape through a small hole in the plaster. (Info for non-handy folk: a fish tape is more like a skinny metal measuring tape rather than transparent or masking tape.) Using electrical tape (yes, yet another kind of tape), he had secured the new cable to the end of the fish tape but wasn't getting it past some unseen obstruction in the closed wall. Eventually, he was successful as attested to by the electrical cable protruding out of an electrical box attached to the wall.
We now have wiring run to almost all the boxes for switches, outlets, and lighting fixtures in the kitchen and half bath.
The wiring in the north wall of the kitchen:
That's how they keep track of which cable is for which fixture. What did they use before markers? Masking tape? Can't read it? Double click on the photo.
While they toiled in the kitchen, my Sweetie and I rescued vinca minor aka Myrtle or Periwinkle and an azalea from the concrete crew who will be returning next week to do the final installment of the driveway. The vinca was easy; the azalea not so much.
In its 20 years it had grown to a spread of 4'x 6'. Fortunately, azaleas are shallow rooted so it was only heavy enough to make me question my sanity. Move the azalea? No problem. We'll just dig that puppy up and take it to the back yard and put it in its new home.
Instead picture two mature adults utilizing two-by-fours for a ramp, two shovels as levers, and the trusty garden cart and a lot of problem solving. But we persevered and it is moved. Now it had better not die.
If this post makes no sense, I claim exhaustion.
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