Modinex panels home depot

• 50 IQ8M’s w/ 400w QCells (rooftop)
• 10 - 20kwh (Encharge)
• 24kw Generac
• 200 amp backup load center
• 1 - 2 Enphase load controllers (drop out large/non-critical loads, there’s 4 sub panels on the home including a well and pool house). Manual load control may be part of the equation during backup. Still working out final load analysis and what configuration we can achieve with the load center.

The generation board in the controller will accommodate the generator output, Encharge(s), solar, NFT, Envoy breaker. Enphase recommends a quad breaker for the NFT & envoy to get all 5 240v OCPD’s onboard. Generator comms get wired directly to the 24v contacts in the controller. Utilizing IQ Controller for the generator control is a first for me.
Really excited about this one! Anyone installed a similar configuration?

This takes place in New York City.
In 2009 my wife and I married. My in-laws had a second house they agreed to sell us for half value, which at the time was 300k. They had a home equity loan for 165k which we were to take over and once we paid that, we would pay the additional 135k either directly, or via mortgage. Nothing more than a verbal agreement was ever made.
We paid off the 165k in a couple years and I asked my father in-law if he wanted me to pay him monthly or get a mortgage for the 135k. He told me not to worry about it because we would just get it back when he died anyway. I thanked him and never thought about it. As the years went by my wife and I didn't have the greatest marriage. My father in-law never followed through with signing over the house.
We have paid all the property taxes, utilities, and any other expense on the house since moving in 2009. We have remodeled the interior and exterior and added solar panels and a roof. I'm sure my in-laws never claimed the 165k as rental income and I'm sure that they deduct the property taxes and don't report that we pay them.
Question: Do we have any legal claim to the house?

I have ~ a 28" fire pit I got from home depot. It sits 6 or so inches off the ground and has a wire lid. I will be burning wood in there, it's not gas.

Hi everyone. I don't believe I've ever posted on Reddit before so hopefully I'm doing this right and following rules/guidelines etc. Last month my (rented) apartment got old carpet taken out and replaced with polished vinyl. The carpet went right up to where that metal trim with the nails is. Now since removing it, I'm stuck with this gap and wouldn't you know it, maintenance's 2 week notice was up just before I was able to get this done. I did already let my property manager know and sent these pics, not that it helped much. The flooring people didn't speak much English, so I tried my best to tell them we no longer have maintenence to fix that, nor could I ask them what to do for it. After going to Home Depot it looks like what I'd want is some sort of transitional piece I think it was called? My kids and I try to keep stepping over it because it hurts to step on directly, so I'd like to try and find even a temporary solution if possible until they hire someone new. Thanks in advance for any help or suggestions!

The ones at Home Depot, Rona, etc. are limited in selection and quality. Can anyone recommend a store/website?

I found out that you can make a meth pipe from a Curly-Q lightbulb and a straw,
But those lightbulbs are only available at Home Depot and Lowe's.
In fact, one time I was with my dad And we stopped in a True Value Hardware Store.
I wanted to check if they had them there or not
And I got one of the sales guys attention And I ask him if they have Compact Florescent Light bulbs
He starts looking around And he Asks 'What Wattage?" I said Doesn't Matter
He keeps looking around and around And AGAIN he asks "What Wattage?" DOESN'T MATTER I say again.
Now since it's obvious They don't carry them And he will never see me again
So I simply tell him straight out
Oh I wasn't going to use it like that I was going to bust open the light bulb
And stick a straw in one end So I can make a pipe to smoke crack
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So the plan was to get a new roof for my place but just the other day these salesmen selling solar panels for roofs pitched a plan to get my current roof done with shingles and solar panels under the greener homes loan with 0% financing for 10 years. They told me with the electricity I'm saving it will pay for itself but there is typically a variance of +/- 20%. Does anyone have any experience going solar?

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When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,
I mourn’d—and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
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O ever-returning spring! trinity sure to me you bring;
Lilac blooming perennial, and drooping star in the west,
And thought of him I love.
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O powerful, western, fallen star!
O shades of night! O moody, tearful night!
O great star disappear’d! O the black murk that hides the star!
O cruel hands that hold me powerless! O helpless soul of me!
O harsh surrounding cloud, that will not free my soul!
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In the door-yard fronting an old farm-house, near the white-wash’d palings,
Stands the lilac bush, tall-growing, with heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
With many a pointed blossom, rising, delicate, with the perfume strong I love,
With every leaf a miracle......and from this bush in the door-yard,
With delicate-color’d blossoms, and heart-shaped leaves of rich green,
A sprig, with its flower, I break.
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In the swamp, in secluded recesses,
A shy and hidden bird is warbling a song.
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Solitary, the thrush,
The hermit, withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements,
Sings by himself a song.
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Song of the bleeding throat!
Death’s outlet song of life—(for well, dear brother, I know
If thou wast not gifted to sing, thou would’st surely die.)
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Over the breast of the spring, the land, amid cities,
Amid lanes, and through old woods, (where lately the violets peep’d from the ground, spotting the gray debris;)
Amid the grass in the fields each side of the lanes—passing the endless grass;
Passing the yellow-spear’d wheat, every grain from its shroud in the dark-brown fields uprising;
Passing the apple-tree blows of white and pink in the orchards;
Carrying a corpse to where it shall rest in the grave,
Night and day journeys a coffin.
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Coffin that passes through lanes and streets,
Through day and night, with the great cloud darkening the land,
With the pomp of the inloop’d flags, with the cities draped in black,
With the show of the States themselves, as of crape-veil’d women, standing,
With processions long and winding, and the flambeaus of the night,
With the countless torches lit—with the silent sea of faces, and the unbared heads,
With the waiting depot, the arriving coffin, and the sombre faces,
With dirges through the night, with the thousand voices rising strong and solemn;
With all the mournful voices of the dirges, pour’d around the coffin,
The dim-lit churches and the shuddering organs—Where amid these you journey,
With the tolling, tolling bells’ perpetual clang;
Here! coffin that slowly passes,
I give you my sprig of lilac.
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(Nor for you, for one, alone;
Blossoms and branches green to coffins all I bring:
For fresh as the morning—thus would I carol a song for you, O sane and sacred death.
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All over bouquets of roses,
O death! I cover you over with roses and early lilies;
But mostly and now the lilac that blooms the first,
Copious, I break, I break the sprigs from the bushes;
With loaded arms I come, pouring for you,
For you, and the coffins all of you, O death.)
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O western orb, sailing the heaven!
Now I know what you must have meant, as a month since we walk’d,
As we walk’d up and down in the dark blue so mystic,
As we walk’d in silence the transparent shadowy night,
As I saw you had something to tell, as you bent to me night after night,
As you droop’d from the sky low down, as if to my side, (while the other stars all look’d on;)
As we wander’d together the solemn night, (for something, I know not what, kept me from sleep;)
As the night advanced, and I saw on the rim of the west, ere you went, how full you were of woe;
As I stood on the rising ground in the breeze, in the cold transparent night,
As I watch’d where you pass’d and was lost in the netherward black of the night,
As my soul, in its trouble, dissatisfied, sank, as where you, sad orb,
Concluded, dropt in the night, and was gone.
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Sing on, there in the swamp!
O singer bashful and tender! I hear your notes—I hear your call;
I hear—I come presently—I understand you;
But a moment I linger—for the lustrous star has detain’d me;
The star, my departing comrade, holds and detains me.
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O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved?
And how shall I deck my song for the large sweet soul that has gone?
And what shall my perfume be, for the grave of him I love?
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Sea-winds, blown from east and west,
Blown from the eastern sea, and blown from the western sea, till there on the prairies meeting:
These, and with these, and the breath of my chant,
I perfume the grave of him I love.
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O what shall I hang on the chamber walls?
And what shall the pictures be that I hang on the walls,
To adorn the burial-house of him I love?
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Pictures of growing spring, and farms, and homes,
With the Fourth-month eve at sundown, and the gray smoke lucid and bright,
With floods of the yellow gold of the gorgeous, indolent, sinking sun, burning, expanding the air;
With the fresh sweet herbage under foot, and the pale green leaves of the trees prolific;
In the distance the flowing glaze, the breast of the river, with a wind-dapple here and there;
With ranging hills on the banks, with many a line against the sky, and shadows;
And the city at hand, with dwellings so dense, and stacks of chimneys,
And all the scenes of life, and the workshops, and the workmen homeward returning.
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Lo! body and soul! this land!
Mighty Manhattan, with spires, and the sparkling and hurrying tides, and the ships;
The varied and ample land—the South and the North in the light—Ohio’s shores, and flashing Missouri,
And ever the far-spreading prairies, cover’d with grass and corn.
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Lo! the most excellent sun, so calm and haughty;
The violet and purple morn, with just-felt breezes;
The gentle, soft-born, measureless light;
The miracle, spreading, bathing all—the fulfill’d noon;
The coming eve, delicious—the welcome night, and the stars,
Over my cities shining all, enveloping man and land.
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Sing on! sing on, you gray-brown bird!
Sing from the swamps, the recesses—pour your chant from the bushes;
Limitless out of the dusk, out of the cedars and pines.
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Sing on, dearest brother—warble your reedy song;
Loud human song, with voice of uttermost woe.
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O liquid, and free, and tender!
O wild and loose to my soul! O wondrous singer!
You only I hear......yet the star holds me, (but will soon depart;)
Yet the lilac, with mastering odor, holds me.
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Now while I sat in the day, and look’d forth,
In the close of the day, with its light, and the fields of spring, and the farmer preparing his crops,
In the large unconscious scenery of my land, with its lakes and forests,
In the heavenly aerial beauty, (after the perturb’d winds, and the storms;)
Under the arching heavens of the afternoon swift passing, and the voices of children and women,
The many-moving sea-tides,—and I saw the ships how they sail’d,
And the summer approaching with richness, and the fields all busy with labor,
And the infinite separate houses, how they all went on, each with its meals and minutia of daily usages;
And the streets, how their throbbings throbb’d, and the cities pent—lo! then and there,
Falling upon them all, and among them all, enveloping me with the rest,
Appear’d the cloud, appear’d the long black trail;
And I knew Death, its thought, and the sacred knowledge of death.
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Then with the knowledge of death as walking one side of me,
And the thought of death close-walking the other side of me,
And I in the middle, as with companions, and as holding the hands of companions,
I fled forth to the hiding receiving night, that talks not,
Down to the shores of the water, the path by the swamp in the dimness,
To the solemn shadowy cedars, and ghostly pines so still.
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And the singer so shy to the rest receiv’d me;
The gray-brown bird I know, receiv’d us comrades three;
And he sang what seem’d the carol of death, and a verse for him I love.
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From deep secluded recesses,
From the fragrant cedars, and the ghostly pines so still,
Came the carol of the bird.
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And the charm of the carol rapt me,
As I held, as if by their hands, my comrades in the night;
And the voice of my spirit tallied the song of the bird.
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DEATH CAROL.
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Come, lovely and soothing Death,
Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving,
In the day, in the night, to all, to each,
Sooner or later, delicate Death.
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Prais’d be the fathomless universe,
For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious;
And for love, sweet love—But praise! praise! praise!
For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding Death.
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Dark Mother, always gliding near, with soft feet,
Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome?
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Then I chant it for thee—I glorify thee above all;
I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly.
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Approach, strong Deliveress!
When it is so—when thou hast taken them, I joyously sing the dead,
Lost in the loving, floating ocean of thee,
Laved in the flood of thy bliss, O Death.
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From me to thee glad serenades,
Dances for thee I propose, saluting thee—adornments and feastings for thee;
And the sights of the open landscape, and the high-spread sky, are fitting,
And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night.
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The night, in silence, under many a star;
The ocean shore, and the husky whispering wave, whose voice I know;
And the soul turning to thee, O vast and well-veil’d Death,
And the body gratefully nestling close to thee.
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Over the tree-tops I float thee a song!
Over the rising and sinking waves—over the myriad fields, and the prairies wide;
Over the dense-pack’d cities all, and the teeming wharves and ways,
I float this carol with joy, with joy to thee, O Death!
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To the tally of my soul,
Loud and strong kept up the gray-brown bird,
With pure, deliberate notes, spreading, filling the night.
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Loud in the pines and cedars dim,
Clear in the freshness moist, and the swamp-perfume;
And I with my comrades there in the night.
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While my sight that was bound in my eyes unclosed,
As to long panoramas of visions.
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I saw askant the armies;
And I saw, as in noiseless dreams, hundreds of battle-flags;
Borne through the smoke of the battles, and pierc’d with missiles, I saw them,
And carried hither and yon through the smoke, and torn and bloody;
And at last but a few shreds left on the staffs, (and all in silence,)
And the staffs all splinter’d and broken.
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I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them,
And the white skeletons of young men—I saw them;
I saw the debris and debris of all the dead soldiers of the war;
But I saw they were not as was thought;
They themselves were fully at rest—they suffer’d not;
The living remain’d and suffer’d—the mother suffer’d,
And the wife and the child, and the musing comrade suffer’d,
And the armies that remain’d suffer’d.
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Passing the visions, passing the night;
Passing, unloosing the hold of my comrades’ hands;
Passing the song of the hermit bird, and the tallying song of my soul,
(Victorious song, death’s outlet song, yet varying, ever-altering song,
As low and wailing, yet clear the notes, rising and falling, flooding the night,
Sadly sinking and fainting, as warning and warning, and yet again bursting with joy,
Covering the earth, and filling the spread of the heaven,
As that powerful psalm in the night I heard from recesses,)
Passing, I leave thee, lilac with heart-shaped leaves;
I leave thee there in the door-yard, blooming, returning with spring,
I cease from my song for thee;
From my gaze on thee in the west, fronting the west, communing with thee,
O comrade lustrous, with silver face in the night.
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Yet each I keep, and all, retrievements out of the night;
The song, the wondrous chant of the gray-brown bird,
And the tallying chant, the echo arous’d in my soul,
With the lustrous and drooping star, with the countenance full of woe,
With the lilac tall, and its blossoms of mastering odor;
With the holders holding my hand, nearing the call of the bird,
Comrades mine, and I in the midst, and their memory ever I keep—for the dead I loved so well;
For the sweetest, wisest soul of all my days and lands...and this for his dear sake;
Lilac and star and bird, twined with the chant of my soul,
There in the fragrant pines, and the cedars dusk and dim.

Is it like California or southern places too? Bc if that’s true I’m leaving IT, most IT jobs in my area pay 40 k and are trash.

I have bad experiences with plumbing coming to my home. Can someone refer an honest/professional/friendly plumber to help with a kitchen sink drain clog? we had it snaked last year and now its clogged again. I have tried the black bottle in the plastic bag from home depot and also bought a cheap $15 drain auger from harbor freight to try to clear it myself with no success. Plumbing is just not my thing, lol. I am near Clinton Township, thank you in advance for any referrals.

I had some laminate flooring (the Home Depot Pergo brand) installed last summer. I've had a couple gaps, including one very long gap, open up in the hallway and my installer came back to look at them. He thinks he remembers the subfloor having a "hump" in that area. He wants to reinstall the floor in the hall (I have plenty of extra if necessary) and glue it down.
I've lost some faith in the installer and am hoping for a second opinion. In particular, I'm a little wary of gluing down a floating floor and am not sure how that would fix the underlying problem. Does anyone have any experience with problems like this? If so, would the glue work? Is there a better fix? If it doesn't work, how much trouble will the glue add for the next person to pull it up for another repair?
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Help! My home PC just died and my work PC is mediocre at best. I have a 35” LG UW at work (va panel - had to be cost effective) and 38” LG UW (ips panel) in my home office, which I use 3/5 days every week. Zero gaming. All productivity - figure 3-5 large spreadsheets at any given time, 2-3 PowerPoint decks, 20-30 chrome tabs, Bloomberg, outlook, etc. I just need a non-Mac replacement that can drive the UWs with no problem and handle multitasking. I know pretty much nothing about computers. Don’t know if I should get a laptop I can move between offices for consistency, or new desktop for my home office and keep other office pc and just alternate. My past experiences tell me dell and hp suck ass, but I haven’t bought a computer in years. Lenovo seems solid. But any suggestions greatly appreciated. Ideally keep to around $500, call it $800 max. Thanks in advance!

Link: https://www.princessauto.com/en/1300-lb … 0009075565 Price: 79.99 Discount: $20 off Expires: April 9, 2023
Princess Auto has the C700 saw horse on sale for 79.99. I was able to sucessfuly PM at Home Depot to get it for 72.00 This is the fully adjustable model from Tough Built and has great reviews.
Link: https://www.princessauto.com/en/1300-lb … 0009075565

Just in case anyone has one they don't plan on using and might have something they'd rather get from the Depot instead. Might be a win/win for both of us and I'd rather offer something in return anyways.
I have a 15% off Home Depot (in-store, up to $200 max discount) coupon I don't need and would be willing to trade for a HF 25% coupon. There is a bunch of exclusions to the Home Depot coupon, but works on most of the good stuff they carry in-store. I've used them on Milwaukee/Dewalt/Makita brand power tools in the past, though it does not stack with any BOGO type offers. Supposed to work with appliance purchases as well, but I will not say with any exact certainty. The terms don't seem to indicate any appliance brands are excluded though:
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" In-store redemption only, offer not available for on-line purchases. Offer does not apply to installation products or services or to John Deere, Cub Cadet®, Little Giant Ladder Systems®, Dacor®, Viking®, Fisher &Paykel®, Sharp Insight™, Delonghi®, Buckhaven, Weber, Lynx, Alfresco, OCI, Marvel, Bertazzoni, Aga, and Vent-A-Hood products and trade styles and cannot be combined with any other offer"
I'm wanting to get the new Badland offroad jack since 2 of our 3 old no-name floor jacks are pretty well shot and the Badland would work great on the farm in the gravel/mud, also kind of annoying shipping our 90 lb Napa jack between farmsteads. Message me if you're interested in swapping.
And if you ended up with another HF coupon ~2 months from now I'd be willing to trade again if I end up with another from HD. Hoping to get a large toolbox sometime soon after the new series are out. Have a 5 drawer I'm currently getting by on until the shop gets cleaned out this spring.

One of my clients works from home using VPN. Whenever she tries to open one specific excel file the File Explorer crashes. The file is not more than 1.2mb but has macros in it. Also, the Explorer won't crash when the preview panel is switched off. She wants that feature to preview her files. I've tried updating Office and Windows. But that didn't help. Tried creating Enablecache on the registry. That failed too. Only happens when connected over VPN but not when she's onsite on company's network