I am tired. I was well on my way to a lovely night of sleep when the carbon monoxide detector started going off. Mr. Peachy and I got to call the fire department at 1:30am. They didn't detect anything but some other person came with better tools or something. I don't know, I'm half awake. Because I am me, I am now convinced I am going to die in my sleep, even though my husband just came outside and told me the gas man did not detect anything and it is safe. Ugh. My brain is stupid. Probably from the fake CO that is killing me.
Feel free to share any 911 stories you have and I will read them if I am alive in the morning.