Rain. The wet stuff that falls from the sky.
I love a rainy day when I have nothing planned other than parking myself on the couch with a book. Ah, bliss.
I don’t love a rainy day when it involves thunderstorms. Who can sleep through all that racket?
Well, this morning, storms arrived. I tossed and turned but gave up trying to sleep. I dragged my sorry self out of bed even though it was earlier than usual.
Like 5:30 versus 5:40 is a huge difference…
But I digress.
As I stood in the shower listening to the thunder, watching the lightning, and thinking, “this is probably not very safe”, I heard a noise.
A loud noise.
The security alarm was blaring.
Not just the gentle beep beep beep of warning.
The sirens were going full blast.
Oh my.
I turned off the water, grabbed a towel to cover my soapy body, and ran across the tile floor.
Yes, the tile floor.
Let’s just say that I slid most of the way.
I deactivated the alarm, started breathing again, and desperately hoped that no one woke up during the very loud, blaring siren.
I was wrong. In walked Alex carrying a sobbing Anna Grace.
Well, rats.
A lovely start to a rainy Monday.
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Turns out our phone line (and DSL) went out due to the weather. Since the security alarm is hooked to the phone line, I am guessing that’s what triggered the siren. Or that’s what I’m telling myself anyhow.
4 comments:
Not a great way to start a Monday, hopefully the rest of your day went better.
Glad that all is ok though...
I can't believe you were taking a shower during an electrical storm! I won't even wash my hands or get water from the tap during a storm.
Aren't you a teacher?? Shouldn't the title of this post be "The Rain and I"????
LOL!!
Teresa =)
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