Last night Andy and I arrived home to the Bungalow to find that the power only worked in half the house. Our electrical situation that I talked about yesterday had escalated far quicker than we had thought. Luckily, Andy received permission from the utility company yesterday to do the work himself because he is an electrical engineer.
See those rusty looking wires? They are not supposed to look like that. Those are the main wires that feed into our circuit breaker, thus giving the Bungalow power. They had become corroded because the weatherhead (the thing that protects your electrical service from getting rained on) had sprung a leak somewhere.
Andy's dad came over to help, and between the two of them, they were able to replace all the wiring. When it came time to turn the power back on, once again, only half the house worked. After countless rounds of "IS THE UPSTAIRS ON?" and "DID THE FRIDGE TURN ON YET?" being yelled from the basement, we figured out that one of the hot wires from the utility company (every house has two hot wires and a ground wire) was not working. So we have to call the utility company today to have them come out and fix it. Nothing can ever be easy, can it?
Also, please be impressed with my knowledge of electrical things. I asked a lot of questions and Andy was semi-patient with me while I was all up in his business.