“If you have stage fright, it never goes away. But then I wonder: is the key to that magical performance because of the fear?” – Stevie Nicks

It seems that every time I have a large project on the cards, I get injured or sick. I just mentioned in my last post that I have the large project of converting my workshop/laundry into a studio apartment for my mother-in-law. I have almost completed the work I have to do on the project, with plumbing sorted, walls fixed, and electrics placed in the right places. I still have to tile the kitchen area, install the kitchen bench and sink, and fix some cracked windows.

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The kitchen area, before the new cistern is installed, but after moving the pipes.

I moved some of the plumbing so that I can install a modern “Water Mixer” style tap in the kitchen sink. I decided to use ¼ turn cisterns for this, so that they would be on all the time (under the sink) In the process of doing this, I turned off the water mains, and then turned on a garden tap at the bottom side of my property. This was so that the water would easily drain out of the pipes and not make a mess as I worked in the Studio. I installed the new pipes with ease and turned them off. Then I went and turned on the water main. I had to then walk down my garden to turn off the bottom tap (which was flowing into a bucket), and it was then that I heard the noise. The sound of water rushing was coming from the Studio. I ran towards the unit as Kitty rushed out of the house, telling me that she could hear water flowing in the room. I entered the Studio, expecting to see a fault in my plumbing or a broken pipe. All I could see was the water flowing out of the tap at full strength. I had turned the ¼ turn tap in the wrong direction (I installed it upside down) so it was shooting water 2 metres into the air. I quickly turned it off, yet the room was filled with water. Luckily, the walls that Kitty had recently painted were untouched.

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The Power Point resting on the kitchen bench I need to install.

The last couple of nights I have been doing some work in the electrics. I was moving a power point from one part of the wall to another and covering the wires (which previously were in the wall that we removed) with special plastic covers. Part of this job was unscrewing the power points, so that I could move them, and to do this I disconnected the power to the house. While I know it is safe, I am still cautious as I do this. Well, the night before last, I was in the room by myself, silently working on the wires. I had some music playing the background, but apart from that I was just going through the motions. Suddenly there is a loud noise and I almost drop the wires. My daughter has crept up behind me and shouted “Boo!” at me. I had my back to the door and didn’t see, or hear her enter. I have to say, I think I almost had a heart attack! I told her that, while it was funny, she shouldn’t scare me while I am working on dangerous electrical wires. She said sorry and went on to play outside.

Anyway, I forgot all about it as the next night (last night) I was again moving some wires. I only have time to do it when I get home, as it gets dark early so I have a small window to work on this before I have to stop. I again was working on the wires (this time on a ladder) and my daughter leapt into the room shouting “Boo!”. While I was a little surprised, I saw her this time as she entered the room, so I wasn’t too shocked. I laughed at her and she walked off, happy that she tricked her Dad again. It was then that it hit me… I think that she is trying to make me have a heart attack! If anything happens to me, tell everyone what happened here.

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  1. Hehe. I did my electrician’s apprenticeship at Port Kembla Steelworks, and a common trick played on apprentices was to get them to pull a knife switch to isolate some piece of equipment (after a lecture about how dangerous it can be if you pull the switches in the wrong order). Just as they pulled it, someone would smack their hard-hat on the concrete floor. Cruel :-).

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