Is that the name of a show on HGTV? Because it seems like a good one. Anyway! On to my point. Short version: Somebody did some DIY light replacement here and it ended poorly. Also, glad I’m married to someone handy.
Yesterday I was eating lunch and feeding the kids when I heard a crash behind me in the kitchen. My first thought was that it sounded like a giant bowl of ice slid off the counter onto the floor, but at the same instant I realized that was impossible, since there was no giant bowl of ice on the counter. And when I turned around I saw that the whole light fixture had fallen from the ceiling, crashing to the floor and shattering into a bazillion pieces. Seriously, some of that glass looked like sand, it smashed so small. Nobody was in the kitchen when it happened, THANKFULLY
When he got home, Brian looked it at and realized a couple things: A) the place this fixture was is set up for a canister light. This fixture was NOT a canister light. B) The whole thing was being held up by 2 screws, which were screwed straight into the ceiling. No anchors. Nothing attaching it to the box. Just 2 screws into drywall.
Y’all. This thing might as well have been thumbtacked up there. I’m surprised it took this long to fall. Anyway, that meant today went from “relaxing Saturday” to “project we didn’t plan on doing, nor do we really have money for right now Saturday.” Brian replaced the canister light thing with the appropriate kind of light box, and even installed it properly, with a 2X4 anchoring it to the studs in the ceiling. What kind of fun is THAT, right? No more falling fixtures for these party poopers. And then put up the new fixture I bought. At Ikea because holy crap light fixtures are expensive. And then he checked the other light fixtures because WOW I would like to never repeat this.
How was your weekend?