Somehow, one of the wires that connects our doorbell wiring to the transformer in the attic got cut cleanly. So, I decided to fix it. Of course, I’m a whiny wus when it comes to electricity, so I was a bit scared to do so. After calling my Dad 100 million times to be sure I wasn’t going to die, I finally decided to try. It went pretty well. I managed to create a spark, once, which almost sent me falling out of the attic, not because I was hurt in anyway, but because I was afraid that I would be.
because a Reverend can't be wrong.