I find myself obsessed with a single green light. It’s not a traffic light, a light on a boat, or a light on a dashboard. No, this is a light on a smoke detector. As some of you may recall, this is not the first time I’ve had a gripe with a smoke detector. However, this time, it’s personal.
We live on a busy street near downtown Chattanooga. The noise and the light at night are the only things I don’t like about where we live.
To combat this (short of moving), I’ve taken to sleeping with ear plugs. I also recently found inexpensive curtains that block light, dampen noise, and provide insulation all in one.
I was so excited to hang those curtains. When the curtain rod arrived chipped on both finials, I was too impatient to send it back. We colored the chips in with a sharpie and hung the rod with the chips facing the wall. No one will ever know (well, except you).
The curtains did a beautiful job blocking the light. The room went from dusk to could-be-in-a-cave in moments.
But then, as my eyes adjusted when I laid down the first night, there, staring down at me was the green-eyed monster. What was just another part of the ambient light in the room before the curtains is now a giant, glaring green sun beaming straight into my eyes. I try covering my head with a pillow. This works until I run out of oxygen. I try sleeping on one side. When I roll to my back in my sleep, I am rudely awakened by the green spotlight in my eyes.
Pat, apparently suffering from more eye damage than I, barely notices. In this case, however, I can’t get angry at him for not doing anything about it because we can’t reach the thing. I would call maintenance, but I’m sure they will tell me they have some legal obligation to keep me awake all night.
I suggest we buy one of those suction dart guns and shoot at the light until we get one to stick, covering it up. Pat, being more practical, suggests we use a pole to stick some opaque double-sided tape over the light. We realize we don’t have a pole. I wonder if we could get an opaque balloon and get it to float up to the smoke detector. Or perhaps throw a rope over the truss and pull up an open umbrella to cast a shadow over the bed. Maybe we should get a bed with a canopy?
At this point, I don’t care if we shoot the smoke detector with a real gun–I want that green light out! This time, I am not alone. Tisen, too, fears the green-eyed monster. He can’t settle down until he finds a place to hide his head.
Tonight may be the night we figure out how to put out the eye of the cyclops!
lol, I thought I was the only one with the grudge against the green light. I have had bad luck with the whole smoke detector situation lol. Nice pic of Tison peeking out! I blogged about my animals today after reading your comment. There is another pic of Sasha as a pup in it, but I will try and get some current ones. Can you use a latter and put a piece of masking tape over the grreen light?
I don’t know why they had to put it in the bedroom. There’s another one on the other side of the wall and the wall doesn’t go all the way to the ceiling. Maybe we can rent a ladder?
It would be worth it jsut for the peace of mind
I know this is a radical idea, but what about a ladder and a small piece of tape? Though shooting the beast might be a lot of fun.
:-D. When we sold our house, we sold all our ladders except a small step ladder that’s about 10 feet too short. The price we pay for thinking we were going to be nomads!
Bubblegum or some type of putty? I like the arrow with a suction cup idea! That sounds like fun. For me, it’s the stupid light on the cable box that has the same type of piercing light on the smoke detector but I can reach that mine. Good luck!
Maybe we could shoot the gum up there with a blow dart–that would be fun! 🙂 My husband promised to bring home something we can use to reach it with without shooting anything. I’m a little disappointed. 😀
I would be disappointed, too. A blow dart would be fun!