Go ahead. Take a shit on my face. I don't mind.

[Beaver]

That's pretty much what my house did to me last night. Spent nearly 3 hours trying to install a f#$%ing switch for the can lights I am installing in my basement. Tried every which way possible, blew up several whatevers (I could never actually see what blew up--I just heard it and smelled the subsequent "yeah--that's my electric that just blew up"), got shocked enough times to become a woman, and still--no dice.

I just did my upstairs, and everything was kosher--but I didn't have to install a switch. I know it's something so simple, but I'm not a f#@$@%ing electrician. F@#$!

Some people are ment to keep tradesmen employed. Perhaps you have found your calling.

[grizzle6]

VICTORY!! So I finally figured out the switch. Even better, I installed a new breaker in my box. BOOYEAH!! I stood with fire extinguisher at the ready as I turned the power back on, but everything seems to be kosher. Definitely a satisfying feeling--kind of like that first backscratcher to spread--epic.