Today while I was toiling away at work Dad was toiling at the house cutting his way from the site of our former guest bedroom into our basement storage room.

This is the home of our future stairway. The current stairs sit in a pretty crummy spot. As most of you know our basement is also our garage, so for me to park my car I have to angle it within inches between a support post and the stairs. It’s pretty annoying and it makes my walk down to the laundry/fuse box/kegerator at least 15 steps longer than necessary, so naturally they must be destroyed. In addition to that they are hindering our ability to finish the kitchen seeing as that’s where our pantry is going to be. I could go on and on about why I hate our stairs but that doesn’t matter; they’ll be gone soon.
Our new stairs will allow us to make a proper entry way from the garage and give us easier access to the storage area, not to mention finally give us a place to store the cat box so Ash doesn’t track litter all over my office every time he heeds nature’s call (gross).
Now that we’ve covered how and why I’ve arrived here, let’s look at the real issue at hand. Now that Dad cut the opening for the stairs there was some electrical that needed to be removed. The basement store room had a few electric outlets in the ceiling and a fluorescent light. As I went to work taking them out it became increasingly clear that it’s a miracle this house still exists. First problem, the light fixture was wired in with part of an old extension cord and electrical taped together without a junction box. Next, as I went to remove the first outlet this is what I was greeted with.

Now I’m no expert electrician but I’m pretty sure that you’re not supposed to let your black and white wires touch let alone screw them to the same terminal, and that ground wire should probably be attached to something in there. Oh well, it’s a weird outlet guess you can’t win em all. Let’s take down the next one.

Surprise! Here’s another mess of wrong for you. That lone black wire is actually the one in the right spot. I’ll mention again that I’m no expert, in fact electrical work is the scariest part of this whole remodel for me and I seek help whenever possible. That’s why I always have to use color association to remember that outlets are like oil: “Black Gold”. Stick the black wire on the gold screw and the white wire on the silver screw.
As I finally made it to the last outlet in the series, I was almost done, then I noticed one last line coming from the box. Where did it lead? Nowhere. From the box I had a nice bare wire chillaxing in my ceiling. The perfect icing on cake.
At least it’s all gone now but I can’t wait for what I’m going to find next.
-Tim