It is a truth universally acknowledged that when a battery dies in a smoke detector and the chirping commences, it is always in the middle of the night.
Two nights ago, Adam was up late working on a document for work and in and out of the room and the smoke detector above our bed chirped enough to wake me up, then stopped. It didn't start chirping, but I never went back to sleep.
Adam came in and had a few blissful hours. He was still asleep when I left for work (that guy has been burning ALL the midnight oil). I texted him later to see if it had chirped (or did it just ruin my night and feel satisfied?).
Apparently that is the case. He said he didn't hear it. (I think he doesn't 100% believe me.)
Adam left on a business trip and so I wrestled the astonishingly heavy ladder up the stairs alone last night. (It is astonishingly heavy to me. When Mark used it to hang my paintings a few weeks ago, he managed it just fine.)
As I was trying to extend it and also keep all my fingers, I asked out loud, "Why is this thing so heavy?!?"
No one answered.
(If they had, I would have had them help me.)
There hadn't been a peep out of the smoke detector, but I didn't want it to start in the middle of the night.
Can all the inventors in the world come together and come up with a better plan? Let's invent smoke detectors that don't delight in torture via chirping in the middle of the night.
2 comments:
I'm so sorry!!
So true! I hate smoke detectors.
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