Moving Diaries: Light Up My Life

Now that we're a bit more settled in Barbie's Dream Home, you may be wondering how Blair and I are spending our time. Are we creating gourmet meals in the chef's kitchen? Snuggling in front of the fireplace? Planning the elaborate dinners we'll host?

Nope. We spend most of our free time trying to figure out light switches. 

I have never seen so many light features in my life. The kitchen alone has eight switches. Eight! The other night I forbade Blair from turning off the counter top kitchen lights because the dishwasher was running and we weren't entirely sure which switch needed to remain on.

The neighbors are treated to a light show on our front porch every evening as I flick as many as five switches on and off, searching for the porch light. A lot of our time is spent with one of us standing by a panel of switches and the other one in the center of some random room. I'll flick the switch and then call out, "Anything? Do you see anything?" 

Then there are the switches that go nowhere. Every house has them. You test them with every outlet but just can't figure out what they're supposed to control. There are two switches in the keeping room, framing the fireplace. One turns the gas fireplace on and off. The other I have yet to discover its purpose, but I randomly flick it on and off a few times each day. I'm probably triggering our garage door or the outdoor sprinkler system, but who knows? 

And let's not forget the outside lights. There are accent lights in the backyard that I'm guessing are on a timer because they come on each night and I don't do anything (that I'm aware of) to turn them on. I have zero idea where these things hook up, where the timer is, how they operate, and God forbid they stop working because I'll be at a complete loss. I haven't even attempted to explore it yet. For now, I just enjoy the magic that is a lit tree each night. 

Never fear, the cooking, snuggling and dinner parties will soon follow. I just have to figure out how to light them up first.