Home ownership sort of sucks.
Last night, as I was lying in bed, eating Cheetos and reading Bad Monkeys, I started hearing these annoying, high-pitched chirps. Kind of like a steroided-out cricket on speed.
CHIRP!
CHIRP!
CHIRP!
It took me a little while to figure out the sounds were coming from two of my fire alarms. The backup batteries were dying and the alarms were trying to let someone know.
I don't know about y'all, but I don't keep 9v batteries just lying around my house. So, I said screw it, and yanked all the batteries out of my fire alarms.
Not to worry though. My fire alarms are wired into my electricity; the batteries are there just in case a fire breaks out during a blackout.
I suppose I should go buy a pack of 9v batteries and replace them in the fire alarms.
I should do a lot of things.
And I'll get to it.
Eventually.
Still alive and procrastinating like heck. - G.
The Final touches to the Corn Queen
8 years ago
Easier to buy a stack of batteries next trip to the supermarket
ReplyDeleteFunny story. I was in a home store a while back, waiting to get rung up by the cashier, and the lady ahead of me in line was buying a ton of batteries. I was idly wondering what she was buying them for, when she dumped her purse on the checkout stand and it fell over, spilling a big pink vibrator out onto the belt strip. I think the teenage cashier was more embarrassed than the lady.
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