Xenial
The weatherman got it wrong again! When we awoke this morning - sun. Lots of it. New forecast - rain by one. A quick cup of coffee then Paul began the tedious task of cutting the remaining panels on the last wall to the roof line. We met our neighbor Tammy, a furry black lab who ignores boundaries. Friendly enough but did not stick around long enough for "mom" Susan to catch him on her riding mower. Only in Maine! After a trip to the transfer station, Paul focused on the jacuzzi wiring. Purchased in 1992 we have enjoyed countless hours soaking and splashing. Our first trouble was just prior to 2000. A guest left the jacuzzi running, closed the house and departed. Paul and I arrived hours later to find the house filled with smoke. Yup - the wiring was burnt and if not for the ground fault - it could have burned the house down. No service guy would travel to Rangeley so...Paul learned to rewire the u...