It is now 4:53. A.M. I should be sleeping. I just had a wonderful five day trip to Lake Erie with the family. The kids will be tired and grumpy today. I now, will be tired and grumpy today as well. I will take the day minute by minute and yell by yell I guess.
Why am I up tonight? Some may read this and blame my beeping carbon monoxide detector. I, however, blame FireMom. As I was drifting off to sleep last night, my last thought was “We have been gone for five days. FireMom says that I need to check my smoke detector batteries if I have been gone for three days. I guess that beeping you hear every minute when your battery gets low does not beep indefinitely! I then had to decide if I would check all my detectors before bed or go to sleep. I turned over and went to sleep thinking the odds were on my side. It is 10:45p.m.
4 a.m. comes around BEEP BEEP BEEP. Up I jump and start the “which alarm is it” game. I deftly detect it is downstairs and get to the living room when it STOPS beeping. So I am up. I have no more beeping. I naturally grab my laptop and do some very important AVON work (aka shopping). Then BEEP BEEP BEEP. So off to the kitchen I go.
Have I mentioned that Hubby is tall? Like 6’4″ tall? He hung the smoke detector in the kitchen so high, that even with a chair I was using an empty Sun Chips box to knock it off the wall (quietly mind you, the children were sleeping). So I change the battery and all is well.
BEEP BEEP BEEP. Damn Damn Damn. I changed the wrong one. It was the carbon monoxide detector. So I change those batteries. Then in my sleep deprived state I start wondering if the alarm was actually going off or if it was the batteries. I can envision the whole family dying because I changed the batteries when I should have gotten everyone out of the house. So I read the back of the alarm. Test it. Pray for no more beeping. But now I am really wide awake.
See I told you it was FireMom’s fault.
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Photo Credit Mandy W. 2010





You are a better wife than I would have been. I would have woke up the tall husband to change the batteries.
I LOVE THIS POST. I’m going to link it in future reminder posts. You are welcome.
(And thank you.)
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