I believe the lighting scheme started gaining speed when it was evident that daylight was diminishing daily, rapidly. Coupled with a commercial blitz of a phone app that enables the user to turn lights or cameras or whatever on and off on the Android phone, the plans were solidified.
He had mounted flood lights to trees in the 'little woods' to broadcast light to Max's playing arena. He wants telephone poles but has been unable to locate the right length. Not too short, not too tall. We keep hitting dead ends.
The upstairs bathroom is an awful hell-hole. The ceiling leaked, unabated, for way too long. The tile flooring is broken. The walls and ceiling has serious water damage. The bathtub is horrible and hideous. The tile tub surround is chipped, cracked and broken. There are no electrical outlets in the bathroom. The door is hanging by a broken hinge, the door jamb is missing large pieces.
Recently I said it was my fantasy to completely renovate that bathroom. He said it was not in the planning; we'll never 'live' upstairs, never use it enough to justify the time, effort or money of straightening out that bathroom. We don't need it.
The very next day he decides to rip out the existing light fixture over the sink and install a ceiling light in the same location that a light had previously been installed a long time.
He then installed an outlet with a light switch for the new exterior flood light.
After all that he had to upgrade the breaker box in the basement to accommodate the new generator and circuit breaker box that that came with.
In short order, coincidentally a couple circuit breakers in the barn failed. The mini's stall lights were out of order and the hayloft flood light breaker was 'mushy' and wouldn't consistently work.
This is still a work-in-progress, as things evolve, as we change our minds, get side-tracked to other things, etc.
The quest for telephone poles continues...
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