The day started pretty normal. "The Stink" is still with us -- not nearly as bad or strong -- but we're still opening the doors and windows during the day. After I got all the windows opened, I lit a candle. That's what I've done nearly everday for the past week.
A little later, Bret took Conner out to run a few errands. Micah is at Gammie's for a few days, so I was down to just Joey. He had just woken up from his morning nap, and we were sitting in his room reading a book.
Then I heard something fall. I didn't think much about it. After all, the windows were open. It was probably just a piece of paper blowing around in the kitchen. Then I heard it again. I decided that I might should go check it out...a cat may have wandered in or something. So I put Joey and his book down, walked into the kitchen...and saw the curtain going up in flames. Apparently the breeze blowing through the open window blew the curtains (which hadn't moved any of the other days that I had opened the window!) just enough for them to catch the candle.
I stood there for what seemed like forever, trying to sort through the thoughts racing through my mind, trying to decide what to do. I picked up the phone to call 9-1-1, and then realized that I should call our neighbors, the Myers first. If they had a fire extinguisher, they would certainly get to our house much quicker than the fire department.
Sure enough, Mr. Ron came running. He immediately began spraying the fire, Debbie called the fire department, Mandy (their daughter who happened to be here visiting) grabbed Joey and took him out, and Josh (Mandy's husband) started pulling things away from the flamers. I just stood there like an idiot, frozen in disbelief and shock.
Ron got the fire out before Debbie hung up with 9-1-1, and they did not end up coming out.
A lot of the stuff there on the counter top is the remains of a bottle of Germ-X that had been in the window sill.Here's what's left of the curtain rods, blinds, and the candle. Yes...yikes! I am so thankful that I actually got up to check out the sound. The smoke detector did start going off pretty quickly after I got into the kitchen. It took a little while because the window was open. I am so thankful that Ron and Debbie were home, that they had a fire extinguisher, and that they were able to come running so quickly. I'm truly afraid that if it had gone even just another minute or two, that the wall and the ceiling would have been in flames.
So Joey and I went to the Myers house to hang out for a little while until Bret and Conner got home. Ron gave me perhaps the best Diet Coke I've ever had, and I finally stopped shaking. Then when Bret got home, I banished all the boys from the house while I started cleaning everything up.
(Yes, we made Joey's pack-and-play into a ball pit.)
Sweet Conner decided that he just had to have some grapes. He needed some patience (like pineapple self control), afterall.
A little while later Bret loaded them up and took them to the zoo while I continued to clean. There was a thin film of dust from the fire extinguisher coating everything. Uggh!
Then Heidi called. They were having spaghetti and cherry pie for dinner. Would we like to come? Umm...yes!
Thank you, Lord for keeping us safe and for giving us such wonderful friends! Who says you need kids around to make a little excitement?!