Catching Up

I’m a little behind.  Matt left to go out of town yesterday and won’t be home until late tomorrow night, so I haven’t had as much time to write.  I did want to post some pictures from Sunday, but my memory card was not in the camera when I went to take pictures.  I left it in the computer.  😦  But, Uncle D went with us to the Franklin Main St. festival.  We ate, walked, saw some friends, listened to music, and made our way to the kiddie area.  There was lots to do, but we were pushing our limits with Cole, and it was almost Chloe’s naptime as well.  There were lots of activities for kids, and there were even pony rides.  We all wanted Chloe to ride the ponies more than she did.  Her dad walked with her to get on the pony, and she looked away from the ponies and said, “No Daddy.”  We didn’t want to force her, but she did sit on the pony.  Then, she started riding with Daddy by her side, and by the end of the ride, she was riding by herself.  She even cried when she had to get off.  Now, I know this doesn’t seem like a big deal, but it IS!!!  It is so unlike Chloe to do this, especially all by herself!  She is usually very nervous about things like this.  I did get some pictures, but they are stored on the camera.  And of course, we have no idea where the USB cord is.  The pictures are great, though, and she was all smiles on the pony.

Matt left to go out of town yesterday, so naturally, we had a disaster while he is gone.  It was 3:30 this morning, and I woke up to a loud, screeching noise.  I was so out of it, I didn’t know if it was a bird or a hurt animal or the air conditioner or what.  I got out of bed and followed the sound to the control panel of the alarm system by our bedroom door.  I did not know what was going on because we have never activated the alarm, but at first I was afraid the police, fire dept., etc., was going to show up at our door.  The screeching continued, but then it stopped.  Then it started back up and continued.  I had no idea what to do, and pushing the buttons did nothing to stop it.  By this point, it had already woken up Cole.  I called Matt at his hotel, and he tried to walk me through some things, but nothing happened.  I ended up unscrewing the box from the wall, and now it was just hanging from the wall by the wires and still screeching.  There was a 1-800 number on the box, so I decided it couldn’t hurt to call it.  Surprisingly, after having to listen to an operater for a while, a man answered.  Not surprisingly, I guess it’s hard to find someone for the midnight shift interested in helping others with their security alarm problems when they don’t have service with his company.  Actually, I guess its hard to find someone for the midnight shift interested in anything.  So, after being on the phone with this guy for 20 minutes, I found the back up battery and unplugged it.  But, because it is the back up battery, the alarm still had power and was still screeching.  At this point, all I wanted to do was rip it out of the wall or cut the wires.  When I asked the guy if I could cut the wires, he responded, “Ummmmm.  I don’t know if I can recommend you do that.”  At the end of the 20 minutes, I knew I was getting no where with this guy.  And, when his next piece of advice was to get a neighbor to help me in the morning, I was ready to take a hammer to the alarm system and the phone.  The alarm did stop screeching eventually, but I was wide awake.  The last time I looked at the clock, it was 5:00, but I shot up again at 5:45 when the alarm started up again.  Honestly, I did try to rip it out of the wall at this point because I didn’t know what else to do.  That only made it louder and then Cole was up again.  The alarm stopped, I got Cole to sleep again, and it started all over at 7:30.  Around 10:00 this morning, I called Uncle D for help.  He was going to come over on his lunch break, but I decided to call the 1-800 number again.  This time, I received much more help, found the power supply, and UNPLUGGED it.  Thank the Lord!  Then, I drank a looooooooot of coffee.


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