So, I got a call this morning (still in my PJ's of course) that the repair man from our Security System company was on his way to test our fire alarm. So, I get up, throw on some jeans and put my hair in a pony tail, and get ready to open the door for this guy, thinking it would be routine maintenance.
The guy gets here and starts doing his thing, and then asks for my code # - like I would actually tell it to him. He starts the test for the fire alarm, and asks me to let it go for a minute before I enter in my pin #. So, I enter it in, and then there is a ring of my door bell. It is the fire department, ready to put out my fire!! I finally convince them that there is nothing wrong and that the stupid technician from the security company did not know what he was doing, and they leave.
Then, I get a call from my Papa who is frantically driving over to my house because my security company had called his house to let them know that my house was on fire. Ahh! Poor Papa probably had a heart attack over that. I feel horrible!!
All of this to say, home ownership is very interesting.
It doesn't quite feel like home yet, but that is because everything I own that I do not use on a daily basis is still in boxes (and there are about 10 more boxes of useless items at the apartment).
Pictures to come soon, I promise - just can't bring myself to take pictures of the chaos!
Drew and I both have the day off, so, I am hoping to get a lot of work done!
1 comment :
You must take pictures of the "chaos"! You will enjoy looking back at everything and seeing how far you have come. Even if you dont look at the pictures right now...you should take a few snaps. I regret not having pics of some of the "during" or "transition" events. :)
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