Thursday, November 27, 2014

Day One Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Two

The Fire Alarm Requirement


When you live in a condominium in South Florida during an ear-splitting, complex-wide fire alarm, you have absolutely zero choice but to flee the deafening sounds until the fire department arrives to turn it off. I've never, in 27 years, felt such an achingly loud noise. It was absolutely miserable...and Babe didn't like it either. With soaking wet hair, in pajamas, and without time to rescue any of our things in case there actually was a fire, we fled to the truck and waited for the familiar sound of a siren. We never did discover what triggered the entire condominium complex's fire alarm system...but...at least now we know it works.


...now...back to my wet hair, pajama wearing, Amazon scouring, tired feeling, lame kind of day.
Happy Thanksgiving Eve to us.  

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