There’s No Smoke and That Stupid Smoke Detector is Chirping and Chirping and Chirping

November 5, 2013
Gorgeous Skies at Three-Forty Five P.M.























I have decided to participate in the National Blog Post Month for November.  That means I am going to be writing each day of November,

I’m cutting this one close.  It’s 11:30 p.m.  
The battery on one of our smoke detectors must be going because it has been making noise all day long.  Ross changed the battery, but it continued to make that tortuous chirp every 45 seconds.
He tried changing the batteries in the other three units but this did not stop the alerts.  He went out and bought new batteries.  He once again replaced all the batteries with brand new ones which have expiration dates of 2018.   No luck.
Apparently all four somehow talk to each other and have to be in sync.  And apparently, there is a particular sequence that has to be followed in this line of communication.  We have not been able to break the code.
We have come to the conclusion that one of the units is broken.  At 4:00 p.m. he called six electricians, and got the answering machine from all of them.  At 5:30 one of the guys called back.  Actually his wife called and said that her husband would not be able to get out to us until Thursday.
We couldn’t figure out how to disconnect the stupid things.
The current status is the original offender has stopped making noise.  That’s the one in the hallway, by the front door, outside of the spare bedroom.   Now, the detector in the master bedroom is chirping.
I cannot sleep through that.  Ross says he can.
I’m camping out in the spare room tonight.  Right now I have the TV on to help drown out that annoying beep.  The TV is an old fashioned tube thing.  It only gets a few channels.  I’m resigned to watching Murder She Wrote - Jessica Fletcher.
After I post this, I’ll turn off the TV, after I find out who done it, that is, turn out the light, put my iPod  headphones on and listen to a book.
Whew it’s 11:49.  Made it.
Good Night all!