
So yesterday we found out that our smoke detectors are not working.
How did we discover this? Well, I'll tell ya. In order to make the house smell homey I made a concoction of oranges and cloves. It smelled fabulous! Well I should have thrown it away when I was done, but I forgot about it on Saturday.
Yesterday I came home from church with a massive headache and I needed to take some meds and sleep it off. I went into the kitchen and saw that my dad had added more water and turned it on. I saw that the burner was a little too high, so I turned the gas down, took meds, and went to bed.
The next thing I know my mom is yelling. "The house is on fire!"
Well not really. Mother is a tad dramatic. BUT there was smoke everywhere and it smelled horrible.
Dad fell asleep, totally forgetting that he had anything on the stove.
Now the pot is ruined and my house reeks of smoke.
Boo.
I might have to move now.
No joke.
Lily