Beep..........Beep......... Beep.....

I have often sat and pondered (and wondered) what it would take to finally topple me over the edge of sanity.


Well, I need ponder no more!

I really can't think of anything worse (at the moment) than that insistent, mind bending, gonna scream, holding on to the edge sound that the (potentially life - saving) smoke alarm gadget makes when it is trying to alert you to a battery change.

Problem/s is (are)

• This place has high ceilings (way, way high)
• I am height challenged
• I do not own a ladder
• My neighbour (who does) is at work
• I can't stand one more beep
• The landlord said (last time) that we were not to touch the smoke alarm (under any circumstances) as it had high voltage
• They called in a very expensive electrician
  
• Landlord has changed his mind (no doubt due to the excessive account from sent electrician)
• I have dragged my chester drawers from my bedroom (the tallest, sturdiest thing in the house) on my own
  
• I think I may have scratched the floor
  
• Standing on tippy toe I just reach the circular thing that houses the battery
• Clearly I'm not up with the technical terms
• Superman clearly screwed it on tight
  
• I have somehow managed to unscrew the cap and have given the electric cord a little tug
• It's now just dangling down
  
• I have this white powdery stuff all over me - oops!
  
• I can't see the battery
• Have to have a fiddle, poke and prod (an obvious death defying act)
• Just spoke to friend whose husband is an electrician ( Sorry Ali, one more beep and I'm over the edge - but thanks for the offer)
• Friend suggests I turn off the power
• Thank God for sane and rational friends
• I've had another coffee and I'm now ready to kill that beep,....beep.... beep....monster
• Have I mentioned that I get a little dizzy when I look upwards. No?
• No problem, I'll just feel my way around without actually looking up (can be done - I hope)
  
• Damn!!!!! It needs one of those four pronged screw drivers.
• Anybody seen that screwdriver thingy- me -bobby?
• My fix it yourself mutterings has woken eldest daughter (can anything else go wrong?)
  
• Eldest daughter not to good in mornings (not exactly crack of dawn!)
• Anybody know how to cut off power?
• Okay, power stays on!

Well, just in case this is my last blog.

It's been fun guys!


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MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

My eldest wants me to make it very clear that she was absolutely instrumental in providing such a positive outcome.

Thank you eldest - you truly are a life - saver!

Do it yourself?

So I rang the vacuum cleaner experts and inquired as to the cost of a service. "How much?" So picking myself back up off the floor I inquired as to the cost of a new super duper booster head. "HOW MUCH?" So I fessed up to accidentally sucking up my daughters MP3 player (tragic) causing an awful whirring sound and he adds a couple more obscene dollars to the 'Quote'. "Couldn't I buy a new cleaner for that much?" So I thanked him profusely, hung up the phone and grabbed a screwdriver. "How hard can this be?" So I was momentarily distracted from my power of rational reasoning. I am no fix it yourself queen. (Well, there was that one time when I was moving house and had to get the oven door all cleaned up. The double glass had slipped and grease was trapped on the inside. I manically unscrewed ever screw and pulled out every shelf and ledge and glass and scrubbed away. Then I held my breath and put it all back together again. What a clever fella I am!). So based on that one success and completely ignoring all the other disasters I unscrewed every screw, removed every tube, hose and thingy bobby and fiddled away.

BIG MISTAKE!

So one hour later I had somehow managed to put the screws back in place ( completely ignored the odd shape). So I plugged it in and........ NOTHING. Not even the whirring sound.

OOPS!