The power line was a dirty job. We spent a lot of time in the trenches.
The excavators dug the trenches and Brent and Cole went to work. The job included bending thick utility conduit tubes to match the curves of the garage and house. Brent used a propane torch to soften the conduit and Cole and I helped to bend it in shape. When he started the first curve he inadvertently scorched a phone line conduit which he had to cut and fix.
Below is Brent's favorite bend of the day (after doing it a couple of times he got a better feel for the thickness of the tubing):
Making it's way from the (detached) garage to our home:
Straight shot in front of garage:
You can see the splicing/repair work on the smaller conduit:
Next the power line had to be fed by rope (aided by thick, clear, slimmy, gooey, gel stuff) through the conduit to make it 100 feet to the garage box.
Garage box with all the wires--it made it 100 feet!
Then the big fat gray power line had to be fished into the house. This was a four person job pulling it through the joists. (I really regret not getting pictures of us doing the work. It was REALLY hands on).
The power line made it into our house!
On Saturday I hung the boxes for the three pendant lights (yet to be chosen) to hang over our island. Excited!
The girlies were spoiled by my parents on Saturday. They stayed home to "do chores". My Mom and Dad surprised them and took them to Olive Garden--LUCKY!! (Thanks Mom and Dad!) They needed a break from Hannah Montana, I mean from chores.
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