Compared to other people, I don't think my life is very exciting. However, I think this weekend tipped the scales on excitement.
My house caught on fire. I blame it on Justin Bieber. Yep, you read correctly, it's not a typo.
I put some oil on the stove and I went to put some laundry away while I waited for the pan to heat up. At the same time, my 3 year old asked me to find her some Justin Bieber videos on YouTube. We were scrolling through YouTube when we heard some noises in the house. It sounded like someone or something was rummaging through our house. Went to investigate and could see the flames in the kitchen from the adjacent family room. I sent my daughter outside to wait in the car. I went in the kitchen and noticed the pan in flames but it was up to the ceiling by then and I didn't have baking soda.....Couldn't really do anything but go outside and call the fire department. The firefighters were very professional and kind and they put out the fire with minimal damage to the property.
My daughter and I are fine. My daughter however, is a little shaken up though. She's afraid to walk into the kitchen. But I guess she doesn't need to go in there until it's fixed.
We're staying with friends tonight and will stay at a hotel near the house until we get electricity back. Not sure when that will be. Electrical needs to be rewired which requires a permit and then the city/county needs to inspect the work. Insurance adjustor is coming by on Monday.
I am thankful that we are safe and that I still have a house. It could have been much worse.
Another positive note...I don't have to cook for a while.