I expected, upon returning to Provo, that my adventures would slow down a little bit. However, our peaceful Sunday evening at home was rudely interupted by the cacophonous alarming of a whole houseful of smoke detectors. Most of us were just sitting and chatting or reading when we were suddenly interupted by the shrill beeping of the alarms. At first we just stared at each other in bewilderment...then we began wandering around the house with our fingers in our ears trying to figure out what had caused the symphony of dissonance to begin.
Not finding anything, we began disconnecting the devil devices (at least all of them that we could reach) in an effort to preserve our hearing, while my aunt tried to find someone to call who might have any idea about how to stop the 10 or more shrieking contraptions.
We finally discovered, while on our raid to disconnect anything making noise, the source of the problem. Chrissy and Steph heard a strange noise in one of the back rooms of the basement. Frightened, they ran to find me (as if I could do anything to protect them!) and grab possible weapons (they ended up with a hammer and large plastic spool...nice choices girls!). Well armed, they followed me as we explored what they thought was the sound of a creature locked in one of the back rooms. As we listened a bit longer we discovered that the noise was actually water dripping through the ceiling via the smoke detector. A stream of water followed the alarm as I disconnected it but, thankfully, the beeping stopped. Then we were just left with the mystery of the leaking ceiling.
We quickly discovered that the toilet in the bathroom one floor above was overflowing gallons of water onto the floor (we suspect the workings of the small grandchildren in this disaster). After many towels and some plunging we conquered the toilet and returned it to its normal functioning.
The next task was to dry up the carpet beneath the leak downstairs...towels on the floor to dance on and a towel overhead to keep anymore toilet water from dripping on our heads.
We found some "interesting" things in carpet as we soaked up the water.
So in our efforts to calm down and soothe ourselves after the disaster, we decided to make some Oreo shakes. As if the night had not already been full of frustration and unfortunate events, I managed to snap a large plastic spoon in half while scooping ice cream and slice my hand on the rough broken edge...narrowly avoiding bleeding into the ice cream! :)
Fortunately, Nurse Chrissy was on hand to superglue my new wound closed so that life could get back to normal.
We finally discovered, while on our raid to disconnect anything making noise, the source of the problem. Chrissy and Steph heard a strange noise in one of the back rooms of the basement. Frightened, they ran to find me (as if I could do anything to protect them!) and grab possible weapons (they ended up with a hammer and large plastic spool...nice choices girls!). Well armed, they followed me as we explored what they thought was the sound of a creature locked in one of the back rooms. As we listened a bit longer we discovered that the noise was actually water dripping through the ceiling via the smoke detector. A stream of water followed the alarm as I disconnected it but, thankfully, the beeping stopped. Then we were just left with the mystery of the leaking ceiling.
We quickly discovered that the toilet in the bathroom one floor above was overflowing gallons of water onto the floor (we suspect the workings of the small grandchildren in this disaster). After many towels and some plunging we conquered the toilet and returned it to its normal functioning.
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I'm sorry your Sunday evening was filled with frustrations but this is hilarious!!! :) I miss you friend!!! Hope your finger gets better soon... how sad :(.
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