Glass Link Chandelier Installation OR how to kill your husband

*for a better idea of installation click here.

After months of going back and forth between

This:
West Elm Glass Link Chandelier


and this:

West Elm Capiz Chandelier



We pulled the trigger yesterday and bought the Glass Link West Elm Chandelier.

Don't get me started on the lame customer service at West Elm. No matter which store, the clerks are soft spoken, aloof, and not too helpful. Plus, each time we've purchased something (our bedframe and the chandelier) there are NO instructions. So we have to look them up online. Which was a BAD idea on the bed since there were two sets of instructions for our same bed and hopefully not too bad of an idea for the chandelier but we're not done yet...so who knows :)

This time, it appeared that our box had been opened and when we started following the instructions...the cables were all tangled. Tim wanted to unscrew some of it and try to untangle, but mama wouldn't let him get his tools out. All I had to mention was 1) the washing machine (just imagine what happens with a man, no directions, and a broken washing machine 2) the bed (what happens when an ikea bed is missing parts and you decide to "make it work" with stuff around the house? Let's say we ended up VERY uncomfortable sleeping on the floor and spending more money on a new bed).

After careful inspection by mama, I realized that the person who probably bought it before us (and returned it) made one mistake in putting it together and probably gave up. I was able to untangle the chandelier WITHOUT using a screwdriver.

I started reading the installation instructions to Tim.

1) we recommend that you hire a professional to install this chandelier.
2) turn off power to the entire house.

What did my husband want to do?

Turn off the light switch in the room and leave the power running through the house.

Mama started googling and decided that we'd better buy life insurance before he made that decision.

Sometimes his country boy Tennessee comes out a little too much.

We decided to put the installation on hold until the next morning when we could turn off the power and do it right.

8am next morning:

Power is off.

I asked if he wanted me to read him the installation instructions. His response?

"As much as I love directions, I'd rather just pay attention to what I'm doing"

Yeah - um no.

He's at the hardware store now getting some electrical tape and I'm thinking mama's gonna end up installing this chandelier.

***
He's back and back on the table:

Whispering under his breath:

"take off this old funky sh*t"
"there's the base"
"that's the ground, right? make sure I'm touching the right part"
"mark that with this"

More to come :)