The two of us all hate to be scared awake.
My dad used to find it just hilarious to wake myself and others up in the day with an old, handheld loudspeaker.
It was frightening plus he would just get the greatest kick out of it. I suppose he was laboring out some sort of trauma from his Marine Corp mornings. He would tell myself and others horror stories of having a bucket put over his head plus then his drill sergeant would start pounding on it with a metal spoon. It’s that or that outdated person had some sort of sadistic streak in him. Either way, it was exhausting plus I have carried that with myself and others through the years. As soon as I lower the Heating plus A/C for the night, I turn off our iPhone. If there is an emergency then call our wifey. So, it was with a proper heart pounding that I found myself jumping straight out of bed ready to fight the other night. There was a bang coming from the basement which shook the entire house. I was running for the kids rooms before I knew I was even awake. Then, it dawned on myself and others that there may have been a furnace failure. I had heard a furnace shut down abruptly before plus I remember it was quite loud. Hurrying down the basement stairs, I could already smell the acrid smoke. Something had failed inside the furnace allowing it to get too hot. The resulting shut down had slammed the furnace off to keep it from cracking. As I stood by our smoldering furnace, I swear I could hear our dad cackling at myself and others from heaven or elsewhere!