I’ve been cleaning and reorganizing the house. We are about ready to do some minor renovations and repairs. I had a list.

Had. Yes. But you see, there was this little problem. Our alarm system has been acting funny since we got back. Going off at 3 am, not responding to a turn-off command. We are really, really popular with our neighbors at the moment. We weren’t able to get our protection company to come over and service the thing for at least a week. We weren’t able to find the transformer box to power the system down manually.

Of course, while I was at work and John was teaching, our fire alarm went off.

Evidently the fire department and the police showed up, and broke into the house, and disarmed the alarm system, and made friends with the kitten.

There is some kind of major water leak. The water had gushed down into the basement ceiling, over to the other side of the room and tripped the sensors on the smoke alarm. Yup. Major damage. There goes the house budget again. Sigh.

I think it’s mildly amusing, though, that a flood was interpreted as a fire…