Nothing Happens At Ten 2009

It Knows

We had an interesting incident on Monday. We are talking to an architect about designing a replacement house for us. Just as we were about to be visited by the architect, the clothes dryer started making a horrendous noise. We were hoping that the appliances would hold out until the bulldozers put them into the dump.

Coincidence? I don't think so.

So, the architect showed up and we explained what was going on, and the architect said, "Oh I know a guy who can fix that for you." and gave us a name.

The next day, we called the guy up and he came out right away. He tore the beast apart and found a masticated, burned up sock stuck in the fan. He cleaned it all up and put it all back together and it works. This sort of thing never happens!

To attribute this to chance is just not possible. I think that the house knows that we have found our "Ghost Busters", and that it is doomed.

I also think that this blog might turn into a "How I Built A House" page, similar to the "How I Built a Banjo" pages I wrote..... but longer and with more weeping.