Hey, hey friends........
I'm still here...
... and I know some of you are still with me as I keep seeing some of my etsy stats being directed from my previous entry. (God bless your hearts for remembering little old me by the way).
Everytime I see a hit come from here I feel a kick in the ass saying "Update your damn blog already!"
So here I am.. finally. Only theres not too much to tell unless you want to hear about the way we narrowly escaped the chance of being burnt to a crisp last night/early this morning.
Frankly its not my favorite story as in the end I wind up looking like an irresponsible hot mess of a woman who probably shouldn't own a hair straightener if she can't even remember to turn the damn thing off.
And really, who besides me has a straightener that doesn't have a self shut off feature when its been on too long?
I hang my head in shame and thank God that I was able to hear the strange buzz and crackle my straightener emitted around 1 o'clock this morning. Just as my eyelids were going down to drift off into the land of slumber, I hear the noise and immediately open my eyes. I hesitate for a minute and finally decide I can more than likely handle this without alarming TheFiance and forcing him out of bed.
A decision that didn't matter in the long run because I pretty much spooked him just by suddenly sitting up and staring at the door in silence for a few seconds.
At any rate, I finally manage to get up and as I take a few steps I smell something burning and then quickly tell TheFiance somethings on fire. He immediately shoots out of bed and sends me to the spare bedroom where the smell seemed to be even stronger.
My first instinct told me it was the downstairs neighbor. As I investigated the lamp, tv, and electric outlets in the room I was cursing his name under my breath as I envisioned his apartment was in flames and I just knew I was going to fall straight through the floor into those flames where no one would hear from me ever again.....
..... I was already writing out an imaginary will in my head when TheFiance came back to notify me that it was my straightener in the bathroom that was the cause of all the drama. It was left on --though I don't recall using it at any point in the day (let alone leaving it on). Usually our space is so small in that bathroom that when the straightener IS on you can feel the heat emanating from it if you are even remotely anywhere near it.
I still can't explain why it was on, but sincerest of apologies go out to the downstairs neighbor for mistakenly putting the blame on him.
After the little fiasco went down I could no longer sleep without worrying that even though the straightener was off, unplugged and relocated to air out by a window -- it was still out to get us. It was on a mission of murder and if I fell asleep it was going to continue on with its devious plan.
Yes I am that dramatic at times....
But I felt bad for TheFiance since he is working mornings this week and needed sleep. I did my best to lie still and not get up 3 times to check on the straightener.
Then, just as he was falling back asleep, I heard thumping sounds against our wall. "thump, thump, thump THUMP THUMP)
... followed by labored breathing.
That's right.... you know what I'm talking about. It was either our neighbors who share our wall or the neighbor downstairs who I blamed for the "fire" initially.
Eventually the noise was consistent enough that it startled TheFiance out of his sleep and our night was just a big mish mash of on and off sleeping.
Not the best way to start off the week eh?
Now I get to spend my Monday grumpy with a case of the sleepies.... and I also have to find a way to get burn marks off the restroom sink -- if that is even at all possible.
In the meantime is it too soon to ask TheFiance to buy me a new straightener for Christmas?? A straightener with a timed safety function and I can supply him with ear plugs for those nights when our neighbor gets "busy"....
I'd say that's a pretty fair deal!