Fire!
ggggrrrrrrrrrrrr…ok, now I got that out.
Well, this evening we were at the house, Hubby was upstairs putting together Youngests bed, when I hear Hubby Yell…
FIRE, FIRE, FIRE
So, I grabbed a plastic container, full of water…but fortunately (water isnt what I really should have grabbed) hubby was able to get the fan unplugged and I then went downstairs to the basement and threw the curcuit. Disaster was averted, narrowly. I called the lady who owns the house and reported the problem. Last week, an electrician was supposed to have fixed the electrical problems in the bedroom, but he didnt come, and she didnt let me know that there could still be a problem (I hope that she doesnt read this). My Youngest was in the room with Hubby and he is now scared of his room. I am hoping that having the electrician there and having Youngest there as well, will let Youngest feel safe in the room. I dont feel safe…I can truely understand how Youngest feels. I just wish we had known that the problem(s) still existed…I would never allowed Hubby to do anything in that room if I had known.
I have been commenting that we are using his house as a learning experience, this is one experience that I have definately learned from. I will be calling another well known electrician to have the house checked out.






