August 22, 2011
One of the quarks of having a 101 year-old house is not having a working doorbell. Well, let me clarify. A doorbell that is wired into the rest of the house so it's always ready to inform you of visitors. Plus, our house is solid concrete blocks which doesn't exactly lend itself well to drilling a quick hole to connect it to our electricity. So we've been stuck with buying battery-operated doorbells. And with only two choices of home improvement stores nearby, we just happen to have a doorbell that is on the save frequency as our neighbors. Which means every time their doorbell rings, so does ours. We replace the batteries or re-glue the actual doorbell every month, or so it seems. Half the time we don't even notice the batteries are dead. By the time we figured out our doorbell had once again died a few months ago, we decided eh, who needs one anyway.
Oh, but don't worry. If you do come to visit us, we will answer. Jeff replaced the doorbell tonight.
1 comment:
I replaced the doorbell - not the batteries.
And we are on a different frequency than the neighbors - I was just too lazy to change it before. :)
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