Well, I still don't know which breaker works for those lights, but the switch worked long enough the last time I tried that it shut off. Whew.

The electrician will just have to throw the main breaker for the house when he replaces those two switches. I've got a whole list of switches (mostly rheostats to be changed to regular switches) and outlets that need to be replaced. The house is 40 years old. Tom started replacing switches before he lost his eyesight. I think he was still in denial about his worsening vision when he tried to replace that switch and couldn't do it. Couldn't give me an explanation at the time why he couldn't, but in retrospect, it was probably that he just couldn't see the wires well enough, but couldn't admit it...especially to himself.

Oh, and those paper labels on the breakers were totally useless. At least I didn't get trapped between the washer and dryer! And I got a few more on my chart identified.

I still feel as if today was one step forward, then one step back. At least it wasn't two steps back. But I'm still physically and mentally drained even though I had a more or less pajama day this afternoon. (Working around the house clothes instead of pajamas, but I didn't put my contacts in...so that counts, right?)

Linn