Moment of Panic

Last night around 11ish I was in the shower with soap in my hair and guess what….the fire alarm started going off! I’m not talking beep beep going off. I’m talking full blown going off! Can anyone say, moment of panic? Of course Cody is out of town and I’d be lying if I didn’t say my first thought was ‘I’m going to have to go outside with 2 children in a towel!’ I jumped out of the shower, suds and all, and searched for any sign of fire in the house. When I found no sign of fire I began tackling the task of getting the alarm off. I totally understand why people bash those things with a broom handle to get them to stop beeping, because the noise was deafening! Finally turned the alarm off but the uneasy feeling stayed with me. Whew, what a night. P.S. About 1 hour later, I finally was able to finish my shower.