Pin It **Note: This is from a couple of days ago, but it was too funny to not share with everyone. I'll post something original later.**
This is what woke us both up yesterday morning. This is our fire alarm. We have smoke detectors and this thing. We haven't had one of these since we lived in student family housing.
During our time in student housing, we had very frequent alarms. Sometimes in the middle of the literal night, sometimes in the middle of my figurative night. By the time we were moving, we'd had it with the alarms and drills. My husband often cited during our first months of living in our new place that were no fire drills--how nice.
Well, as annoying as those drills were, it appears that the inconvenience and annoyance wasn't the worst of its offenses. Apparently, I am now immune to the "alarm" a fire alarm should produce. When I woke at 6 AM to the noise, my first thought was, Awww man....I'm gonna have to find some pants...I even asked my husband what he was doing when he walked to the front door to look out like he was the nut.
Luckily enough, my husband's first thought when he hears the alarm is still, where is the fire, how will we get out, and what can I grab. Oh, and he was also already entertaining second string escape routes of lowering me down the balcony. Good thing he's around. (I also was unable to finish making dinner until he came home due to an extremely stubborn jar lid.)