The Whiteness of the Walls

Look! I have walls and they're painted white!
A blog posting of few words and several sundry pictures... because I'm tired! Nay, exhausted! All the schlepping and screwing and spackling and sanding then computer dilemmas that didn't want us to go online and post our progress. Days spent on ladders and in cars and trucks making endless forays to Home Depot. All the doing and wiring and then...
I have a studio.

I have switches- three way, no less (Thank you Jonathan!) (Surrounding wall not sanded yet in this photo.)
I have a fan: (well, I'd like to think I have many...)

That fan really works! It was quite hot in my studio the other day and I was worrying that the summer would do me in what with a black roof and lots of windows but the fan is super! Three speeds of air circulation and what a difference.
And I have lovely studio corners and spaces:

Look at that handsome space! I am so happy! But so tired. I'm retiring now. I have moved piles of art materials from here to there (and living room materials from there to here) and I deserve to sleep. I'm hoping to move the rest of my things in tomorrow, or maybe the next day. And  then to work!

What Is It? (Number Five)

We haven't played "What is it?" in quite some time, and that's not because we stopped locating mysteries around the house. On the contrary, household mysteries keep turning up or they quietly reassert themselves. Like todays puzzle: this curious double switch is right in the middle of the kitchen counter.

Periodically, I wonder what it does or more saliently, what it did as it is not connected or attached to any function in our house. It announces itself as a "Nutone" and it has a dial that has numbers which would signify a certain precise application.
Perhaps when we switch it from one position to another, a garage door miraculously opens in Peoria. Or the lights dim dramatically in a dining room in upstate New York. Anyone ever see anything like it?