Now if I could just access the dipswitch on our bedroom fan so I can replace the remote control Luke lost last year, I'd be over the moon with joy. Wouldn't you know -- that stinker set the controls to "high" and then (I'm guessing) threw the remote in the trash. We can't use our ceiling fan or the lights because we'll be blinded and whooshed away by the mighty gusts it produces. I bought a replacement remote over a year ago, but since the dipswitch is located above the ceiling at the fan's installment location I'm out of luck. There is nothing on the Internet that can help me with that one!
Oh well. At least I can close the garage door without it automatically re-opening and I get to listen to the happy chime of our doorbell once again.
Have a blessed week, everyone!

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