The other day, I walked into our living room and it smelled like something was burning. I walked all over the house trying to figure out where the smell was coming from and then what was actually burning. It took me awhile to figure out that it was our ceiling fan. Too bad our ceilings are so tall. Tom assured me he could do it.
This was quite the project. First he tried doing it himself. Then he enlisted Jack's help. They had two smaller ladders. Jack was holding the new fan (which is the heaviest thing I've ever felt) over his head while Tom tried to reach the wires. He was hoping to just attach the wires at the end of the pole that hung down, but that didn't work. He finally had to rent a 14 foot ladder from Home Depot to reach the ceiling. I'm glad it wasn't me up there on that thing.























