To my delight, the panel box is hot and we have working lights througout the house. I spent about 45 minutes last night running around up and down the stairs... flicking switches at my leisure. And the cherry on top... they hung the sasquatch-sized front doors.
I have been talking about them so much that I think it only fair to post a snapshot of them from the courtyard. They will still require a bit of TLC and elbow grease to sand, repair, and scrape off the paint on the inside, as well as, to repaint the exterior and figure out the locking mechanism... but that is a small price to pay for these bad boys.
They might be a bit medieval... but they will sing a song of familiarity and home to me hence forward.