Bumbling Sunday

I went over to my folks' house today and chatted a bit with them. Dad had an incredable story about his pool pump that I wanted to know. He's a real wiz with home projects, but now and then a log jam will side wind him. I guess I think there's a home improvement gene, because I'm always trying to do some hair brained idea at my own home. I had to visit Lowe's and it's on the way to the folks', so hence the aforementioned visit. Things to repair today hopefully, hose leaking, window locks broke, masking tape stuck to french door and blah, blah, blah. I didn't know what size hose I had and ended up buying two sizes, the window locks didn't fit the old locks, the masking tape had welded to the glass and it wouldn't come off. See how they run. I end up getting in too deep and deciding to print out a picture of my ancestors and hanging it. It doesn't seem like I can do anything just straight. When I drove the nail in the wall, hung the picture, tried to turn on the dinign room light it wouldn't work. Huh? So I went to check the breaker and sure enough it had tripped. Well, since I've been an electrician 13 years I knew not to reset it without finding out the cause, so back to the picture, pulled the nail out the wall and went with ohm meter and checked the circuit. Dead short. I disassembled the light switch that was under the picture hole, looked up the wall and sure enough I had driven the stinking nail right through the wire! UGH! Why does everything take so much longer than anticipated?