Okay, so let's call off the dogs from the electric mower company. They're just trying to do their job, people. And it's entirely possible--okay, it is exactly possible--that I tripped a circuit because the outlet on my front porch is a tad outdated.
The switch was tripped in the basement (which I always enter as if I'm doing the dog paddle to clear out all the spiderwebs that appear within minutes of my having cleared them) but I won't have a chance to test my theory until after work.
Yes, I am working. Don't look at me like that.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Amp-Challenged
Posted by Nancy Dietrich at 4:02 PM
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