So there I was, lying on the floor of the master bedroom in our new house, taking a breather from painting. Vanessa called me over to the bathroom to check out the trim she had just painted, so I walked over there. Admired her work, sang along to Rubber Soul a bit...
Not ten seconds later and the ceiling fan collapsed from our 11' ceilings straight down to where I had just been lying down. Still not sure what happened, except that both screws came out of the electrical box. (My personal opinion is that the electrician installed the box 90 degrees out of whack, setting one of the box screws on the higher end of the vaulted ceiling.)
We'll see what the ol' new home warranty people have to say about this tomorrow...