- Jun 29, 2023
Introduction:
Hey there, fellow DIY enthusiasts! Get ready to join me on a rollercoaster ride of laughter as I share my electrifying (not literally, thankfully) journey of powering up the Sprouties' grow room. Brace yourselves for an uproarious tale filled with outlet mishaps, hole-drilling wonders, and the quest for the perfect AC setup. So, grab your tools, put on your DIY hat, and let's dive into this side-splitting adventure!
Chapter 1: Shock Therapy for Sprouties
Thanks to the help of an electrician, the Sprouties' grow room finally has its own power! I had the brilliant idea of roughing in two new circuits to make it happen. One circuit is exclusively dedicated to the fancy mini split (AC, heater, & dehumidifier), while the other circuit handles the lights and fans with a whopping five outlets. With 20 amp breakers installed, I was crossing my fingers, hoping my DIY electrical work wouldn't give me any shocking surprises—unless we're talking about the electrician's moves, which were a sight to behold!
Chapter 2: Outlet Olympics
To save some hard-earned cash, I decided to trim out the outlets myself after finishing the drywall. Now, let me confess—I'm no outlet expert. In fact, I've only replaced a couple of outlets in my life. So, I swallowed my pride and asked the electrician for a quick lesson. Armed with newfound knowledge and the support of my trusty dad, we tackled the drywall installation. With memories of the lesson replaying in my head, I started installing the outlets. Cue the comedy of errors, tangled wires, and moments of confusion over which wire goes where. But hey, I managed to soldier through and installed all of them! The real moment of truth? Flipping those breakers. Miraculously, everything worked like a charm! I could finally bid farewell to the extension cords and plug my new AC into the wall. Sayonara, tripping hazards!
Chapter 3: The Hole-y Conundrum
But alas, another challenge awaited me—dealing with the AC exhaust. My garage lacked a window for a conventional exhaust setup, so I had to come up with a creative solution. Armed with a trusty drill and a 3/8-inch masonry blade (and a dash of DIY optimism), I ventured forth. Here's the kicker—I didn't own a Sawzall, the ultimate tool for the job. Undeterred, I decided to make do with what I had. Picture me drilling about 30 holes in a circle and punching my way through the stucco exterior. It may not have been the prettiest hole in the world, but hey, it worked! And guess who gave it the paws-up approval? My dog, Katniss. With her wagging tail and bark of satisfaction, I knew I had conquered the DIY kingdom—quirky holes and all!
Conclusion:
And there you have it, my fellow DIY adventurers, the uproarious chronicles of my electrifying journey with the Sprouties' grow room. From outlet antics to hole-drilling heroics, this tale serves as a reminder that sometimes the funniest moments happen when we step out of our comfort zones. So, embrace the laughter, relish the imperfections, and keep on DIY-ing with a smile. May your future projects be filled with as much joy and hilarity as my Sprouties' grow room! Happy DIY adventures to you all!