Ugh. Right now, I'm literally crying. This stupid incubator upgrade was the worst decision I've made in awhile. My step-dad refused to help anymore, because "it's a fire hazard". So, I wired everything myself and felt at least comfortable enough to plug it in. Don'tcha know, the relay gets fried, smokes and I unplug it. I call my step-dad (an electrician, by the way) and explained what happened, burst into tears and asked if he could come help. "No, it's a fire hazard". Okay, so, someone please explain to me how me possibly electrocuting myself or catching the house on fire right now is smarter than just helping me set it up the right way?!