It has finally gotten to the point where I need to turn the heat on. With the Penguin over the other night, we flipped the switch and something instantly smelled like it was burning. Then the smoke detector went off. We quickly switched the heat off and I sent him up the ladder into the attic to make sure nothing was on fire.
Now after that command, I instantly shut down. I was tired, scared and cranky. I didn’t want to deal with it, but the Penguin decided to google the issue and realized the smell of burning is very normal. I emailed my father to confirm and then went to sleep. In the cold.
The next day I realized, this is a real issue. I need to be able to take care of these things on my own. I bought a piece of property and now I have to be able to maintain it and ensure I don’t burn it down to the ground. Needless to say, this was a wake up call to pull on my big girl panties and grow up! Thank god I bought a condo and not a real house!