Yeah, right, I thought. Electricity scares me. But after taking a basic wiring class last night, I think I might be able to tackle the job.
The one-night class was offered by the Continuing Education department of the community college. Since this was a non-credit course, I just had to show up. There were no books to buy, homework to complete, or tests to study for.
Even though I had never been to the branch of the college where the class was held, it was easy to park and find the correct building and classroom. I arrived a few minutes early, but I wasn't the first one there; several other people were already waiting in the hall outside the room. By the time the class started, there were two dozen predominantly middle-aged people sitting in the desks.
Linda, the instructor, was a contractor; this electrical class was one of a series of basic home repair classes that she teaches. The two-hour class covered all the basics--wires, boxes, outlets, switches, fixtures, and breakers. Since I live in a newer house, some of the material wasn't applicable to me, but most of it was.
At the end of the night, I had a mental list of several possible electrical projects. Hardware store, here I come!