Houston, we have a problem. The smoke detector battery is dying.
It keeps making that horrible beeping sound.
That loud sound keeps making ALL my Halloween scenes go off at the same time.
Imagine three electronic cats screeching, a skeleton head singing “I aint got no body…” (David Lee Roth and one of my personal favorites, decorations not recording artists) a bag of rats shaking and making a squealing sound,
A skeleton in a mirror screaming “Let me outta here!!!”
An urn chanting about death, a spider that keeps dropping down a wall…
YOU GET THE POINT.
I need to change the battery in the smoke detector but its ten feet in the air and the ladder that can reach it is at the barn.
Houston, we have a nervous condition now.
I do get a few hours of quiet when the three boys are in school, normally.
Who am I kidding?
There is no normal around here.
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