In the midst of a more or less deep meditation, she was pulled out by a sort of sqeaking, beeping sound.
The
first thought: rats. But a rat would be squeaking more and not just
ones and into her face *brrr*, so no rats. She turned over. After a
while, the sound came again.... that blessed heating again! She turned
the heating down and went back to bed. After a while, the sound again..
she wandered around. Maybe the battery in the camera? She took it out,
went back to bed. The sound came again. She went into the living room,
as the sound came from there or so it seemed. She changed the battery in
her mobile mouse, went back to bed, wrote into her diary, that she had
found the reason and ..... the sound came again. Drat.
She got up again and while going into the livingroom, the sound was right above her: the smoke-detector!
So
she got her ladder, climbed up, couldn't reach it. Got a big cushion,
put it on the highest step, was to far away from the thing. Moved the
ladder again - it was close to midnight - and the cushion fell off.
Positioned the cushion again stepped up, got at detector and pulled it
out, with its screw. While extracting the battery, the mad thing went
off like a gold dector or a fire was on. But she could stop it. That is
not the kind of noise you want to make around midnight... After that,
she put away the detector, got her i-Pod on loading and went back to
bed. And it wasn't even Halloween yet... So what would happen then...

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