The unfinished portion of our basement has two bare-bulb, pull chain lights. Together they provide sufficient light, but because we use the basement as an extension of our kitchen and are always down there, the whole pull chain thing gets to be a pain.
After the whole ice maker discussion last night S's dad offered to wire a switch for the two basement lights for us. Of course we jumped at the chance to have an extra set of hands around here. So in addition to the ice maker contraption, S's dad showed up with a bunch of wire, boxes, and switches this morning. Then as a bonus he agreed to install the massive, ugly florescent fixture we removed from the kitchen and move one of the bare-bulb boxes to another location.
In traditional Bee Hive fashion not an idle minute was spent. While S ran to the Depot for insulation, S's dad strung the wires in the basement, cut a new hole for the double switch plate, and mounted the box for the massive florescent light.
All-in-all it was a hugely productive day for S and a fairly unproductive day for me. Perhaps I'll make up for it tomorrow.