Isn't that the most beautiful sight ever?
If you don't think so, read this post and then answer again.
Yes, that's right. Almost FOUR months after we moved out of our house to allow the house raising to begin, we can FINALLY flick a light switch and actually create light! It's magical.
It started with the arrival of the meter box guy. Allie wasn't as excited about it as we were.
In fact, she thought it was so uninteresting that we needed a different game to occupy us - ball?
The council men arrived to control traffic...
The up-the-ladder guy climbed up and attached a power cable to the front of the house (we had some very stressful moments when it was called into question whether our original incompetent electrician had installed the ibolt in the wall correctly.
And then we waited. And waited and waited and waited and waited, because this happened.
Finally it stopped, and the cherry-picker man started ascending towards the heavens.
And after much, much mucking around (and a scare when the wrong wire appeared to be getting power), we... officially... had... power.... connected! There are no words to express how that moment felt. Here are the pictures:
Beautiful, huh?
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