9-09-09, a date to be remembered......or not.
Naturally, Matt wasn't home when this event happened (he misses all the fun). Timmy had an accident on a favorite blanket, so I was washing it at 9:30 pm. I noticed that the washer was not agitating and went to check on it. Upon
opening the laundry room door, I was met with a HOT electrical smell. I fully expected to see smoke behind the washer when I climbed up to look behind it. No smoke.
Hmmmmm.....it could be nothing, it could be something, it could be a disaster inside the wall waiting to break free. What to do, what to do? Call Matt! He says wait awhile, then see if the smell goes away, if not call fire department. Waited.......still smelling. Now I'm nervous because it is time for bed and I really don't want to go to bed with a smoldering fire possibly in the wall .
Okay, I'll call, but I'm calling the non-emergency number. The recording says call 911. I do, and FIRST THING I say "This is not an emergency--there is no fire," but alas, they are trained for emergencies and dealing with people who are not smart
enough to
determine if it truly is an emergency. When she kept repeating "
Ma'am, remove yourself and the children as quickly and as safely as possible from the home," I just figured it was no use and agreed. I opened the garage doors, turned
on the lights, backed the van into the driveway, and we all went out to wait.
Imagine how excited the kids were when they heard the sirens! Imagine how chagrined I was when I heard ALL the sirens!
To be exact, 5 trucks and an ambulance. I wanted to melt into the pavement.
They rushed out out their trucks and into the house, in full fire gear, only to emerge a few minutes later to ask where my fire was. Long story, short, they
used the heat scanner to check the walls and there was no fire. The
chief recommended that we did not use the washer anymore until a repairman checked it out, and the trucks left, one by one.
It was funny (and embarrassing at the same time) to watch the neighbors' lights come on, and see their blinds peek open. It was heart-warming to see our across-the-street-neighbor come across to make sure we were okay, and offer a place for us if we needed it. (Nickolas knows Matt is gone a lot and I think he watches out for us more than I know).
The kids thought it was
all very fascinating and exciting, and I felt
reassured that we
could sleep in peace. We ended up going 4 days without a washer and I'm not real fond of the new one, but all is well in excitement-ville.
The next night held even more fun..........

to be continued.....