Yesterday I traveled out to the country to look at some cows I plan to buy and move here. I got up early to do this. Then I had a very busy day, doing way more driving than I like to do when it is raining so hard. So, last night, I stayed up a little later, and when it was time to go to bed I was so looking forward to a peaceful sleep. At around 2:00 a.m. or so, every fire alarm in the house went off, so I bolted out of bed, and started inspecting every area of the house. Finally, after 30 minutes or so of alarms with no sign of fire, I decided to just give up and go back to bed. Then the alarms just suddenly stopped. We all settled back in our beds and went back to sleep. Roughly one hour later: BEEP BEEP BEEP…..BEEP BEEP BEEP, it started again. I can’t tell you how much self control it took to not chamber a round in my shotgun and blow that alarm right off the ceiling. This time, they rang out for almost an hour, and I have to say, that sound, coupled with a complete lack of power, is more than a tad disconcerting. So none of us here has had any real sleep.
I’d give me and the Primary Wife a wide berth today. Just sayin.
The Coyote Chronicles 
the Primary Wife
What is a “Primary Wife”?
P.S. Thanks for the mouse advice this morning.
She’s the one you have while you’re narrowing down the candidates, I think…
Bwah!
That happened to me several times. Sometimes I wonder if there aren’t little cameras hidden inside those things and someone is watching a video tape of me swatting at the damn thing with a broom and laughing their ass off.
I finally dismantled a couple fire alarms in the house because I figured they were defective.
I want a primary wife and then a few others.
Yup.
‘coma, I’d gladly marry you and be one of your “few others” 😉
Ginger, you’re on! 🙂